Sneak Peek

“David?” I knocked on his door. He looked up from his notes. “Can I speak to you about something?”

“Sure, have a seat,” he gestured to the guest armchair before his desk and took off his glasses. “What can I help you with?”

“Well,” I held my breath, “it’s about Richard…”

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