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hind me, papers rustled. Damon had finally look

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self between them and shoved the clo

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on's bed. If I kept the recording-if I held it

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to the suite, and shut th

watching me with cold detachment. "Done with yo

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out and snatched the bowl. He brou

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he gray in his eyes flared crim

splashed over his knuckles and the documents. "Is this the Ho

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head up. Gray eyes burned

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