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surfaced. A frantic phone call. Emmy crying. Him standing on the balcony of a hotel in Macau.
“No,” Emmy said. “You told me, and I quote: ‘Two million is a lot of liquidity for a 90% chance, Emmy. The prognosis is poor. It’s a bad investment. Let her go comfortably.’”
The words hit Mason like physical continue reading …
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