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Chapter Sixty Five — Clare

Author: Maia Ward
last update publish date: 2026-07-06 19:37:25

Damien's POV

Clare arrived at eight fifty on Monday morning with a notebook and a question she had clearly been holding since the final interview.

She stood in the doorway of the Meridian office and looked at the layout with the particular attention of someone mapping a space they intended to work in seriously. Then she looked at me.

"The filing system," she said. "Is it the original from the previous management or has it been rebuilt."

"Partially rebuilt," I said. "About sixty percent of the w
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