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in the mirrored walls. The courage I'd summoned moments ago was

heck. In his face. The man who held half of N

ional as ever. "Ms. Rogers, Mr. Robbins requests that you complete

he final humiliation? A reminder that

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d the last of the paperwork under the formulaic guidan

obbins Group tower, the bright New York sun

unknown number. The text

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rockett. Blaze was always surround

was disgust, pure and simple. In their world,

flew across

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needing to get away from this

found the draft I had written weeks ago, a contingency plan I never thought I'd

ignation and Contract

ormally stated my intention to forfeit the final three months of sa

lion. I was actively giving up nearly two hu

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ze, Crockett's insulting text, the gl

ngle cent of their mon

yes and press

ushing weight lifted from my should

irst thing I did was start packing

lry-I put them all into boxes

dresser. A small, crystal hockey puck. He had casually handed it to me after

piece of his world, just for me. Now I sa

tion, I tossed

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nnabelle. "The perfect union of spor

my empty stare res