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... reconcile the person standing there with the one who’d sat on a park bench with two hundred bucks and nowhere to be.
It didn’t quite compute. Not because things had changed – they had, drastically – but because of the speed of it. Two weeks felt like the wrong unit of measurement for how much ground had been covered.
Rebuild Tech LLC was registered and active, the EIN sitting in a folder Sophie had created and labeled with the kind of organizational precision that made Ryan feel ...
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