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Chapter 148: The Room Turns

مؤلف: Mary Sampson
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Nobody spoke for what felt like a very long time.

Then Ash laughed.

It was a short, bright sound, and it didn't belong to the room. It rang off the ceiling and fell flat. He put one hand against his chest, as though someone had told him a joke he was too polite to finish.

"This is extraordinary," he said. "You've all seen what this is. A man with every reason to hurt me has walked into my evening with a folder and a theory."

"It's bank records, Ash," said the man in the second row.

"Prepared by
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