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... efiance can be." She reached across the desk, collected the flash drive again, and slipped it back into her folder. "Two weeks. If I don’t hear from you by then, I send the files to the board, the SEC, and a few very curious journalists I’ve been drinking with."
"You’re bluffing," I said.
She met my eyes. "Try me."
The room went still. Rain ticked against the glass again, faint and rhythmic. I could feel my pulse in my throat.
Finally, Sarah stood, smoothing her s ...
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