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them asked, reapplying her lipstick i

replied. "But get this-Finley Butler was seen driving a wo

shed she could turn invisible. She stared at t

was

it she was wearing Chane

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. Ezra Gardner doesn't do relat

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stood

other board members. The air in t

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s gaze went straight over their

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hers. The heat radiati

pressed the button for

managers were holding their breath,

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his voice dropping an octave.

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anaged to say, her v

witched. A gh

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d. The two managers bolted out as if the c

ollow them, des

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door open, his face a mask

to her. He

, backing int

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sticking ou

eft there. A jolt of electricity shot d

oice a whisper that

i. I don't like sh

returning to its stony ma

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ne: You okay? You'v

pped out of the elevator and walked toward the heavy wooden

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