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in arrears. But hey, you’ve got a hundred thousand coming, right?”
“You can’t just leave,” she shouted. “You owe me!”
“You sold my laptop,” I said quietly. “You sabotaged my job. You forged my signature. You stole my car. What exactly do I owe you for that?”
I nodded. “Exactly.”
I walked to the door.continue reading …
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