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“You’ll have to get one over on him somehow.” Her voice was cold. “No one should order a Hearst around like that.”
Her arm moved quickly, slicing through the air and slapping him across the face. His head scarcely moved despite the angry red handprint on his cheek.
“Well, that was instructive,” her voice rasped. “Is that what you’ll expect next week?”
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