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... keep my voice light.
"What a coincidence that you showed up at the Simpson house. What brought you there?"
Marcus’s eyes swept over me briefly, his expression as unreadable as ever. "Had some business," he replied flatly.
I mentally sighed. The man was the definition of concise-borderline taciturn. From the moment he’d entered the Simpson mansion to the moment we left, he’d done nothing except stand up for me.
As if sensing my thoughts, Marcus unexpectedly elabor ...
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