SOPHIA LANCASTERPhillip quickly closed the folder. His hands were suddenly shaking. He looked around the empty patio in a panic, checking to see if anyone else was watching us."Where did you get this?" Phillip hissed at me. His voice was a tight, terrified whisper."I have my ways," I said smoothly. "I know exactly who you really are, Phillip. You play the rich, successful board member. You wear the expensive watches. You drink the nice scotch. But your personal bank accounts are completely empty.""Shut up," he whispered, wiping a sudden drop of sweat from his forehead."You have a massive gambling problem," I continued, ignoring him completely. "You owe millions of dollars to offshore bookies. You made terrible, stupid bets on sports games and underground casinos. You owe money to very bad people. People who do not care that you sit on a corporate board."Phillip stared at me. He looked terrified. The arrogant, loud man from five minutes ago was completely gone."I am handling it,
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