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Dereliction
The day Mulhausen shot the CIO in weekly staff was also the day I ignored Blair all morning. Although she was pissed off and cannily...
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3. A Man for the Job
You rub your hand along the top of the smooth wood mantel above the fireplace as you ponder life and death. Such a serious thing. Every...