“I can’t let you into his office. That would be a breach of Paul’s trust in me,” I say slowly. “Even though he was a certified dirtbag, I hold myself to a higher standard.” “But don’t you want to know?” His eyes twinkle mischievously. “Know what?” “What other cards I hold up my sleeve. I still have more info about him,” he coaxes. “So much more for you to explore, to learn, to hate.” “I want to see the file first,” I say. “From the private investigator.” “Knock yourself out.” He chuckles. “And there’s a ground rule I wanna lay out right here and now, before we continue this journey toward
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