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Chapter One Hundred and Eight : The Second Drawing

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It arrived on a Thursday in August.

A small envelope, routed through James’s office in the formal channel that had been established for correspondence with the Osei family, which meant it had arrived there on a Wednesday and James had called on Thursday morning to say there’s something here for you, delivered with the specific careful neutrality of a man who understood what the something was and who had decided that the delivery required a call rather than a message.

I went to James’s office at
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