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Rowan replied, turning to his laptop and beginning to type rapidly.
“Yes, spell it out. That way I’ll understand your perspective,” Aiden insisted.
“Just wait. I’ll show you now,” Rowan said, eyes fixed on the screen.
“Show me, I want to see it all.”
“What?! No, no!” Rowan suddenly exclaimed, hands flying to his cheeks as his eyes widened.
“What is it?” Aiden asked, worry lacing his voice. “Did you see something?”
“He has… he has just…no,” Rowan stammered, rising to his feet and pacing the office.
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