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She was done wasting time "Jack What was Bill here for?"

"Global Genetics’ latest biological nightmare"

Her hand went to her hip, and she stifled a flash of anger So had happened up in that corner office and Jack had destroyed it, wiped it clean fro he shouldn’t have done He had said as ht before she’d walked in "Bullshit Why was he here?" she de her "It doesn’t et about it"

He came out from behind the counter, and she put up a hand for hi you shouldn’t have What was it?"

Jack took a breath as if to protest He looked torn, desperate Her eyes narrowed, daring hi "I only wanted to stay with you Bill said if I kept quiet about the list, did a few jobs on the side, nothing would change"

Jobs on the side? "What list?"

"Uents"

Her eyes widened, and she looked out thein tiet into a black Opti car and be driven away "How …," she started, then sat down as a flush of cold washed through her I just gave Bill a list of corrupt Opti agents?

"Peri," Jack pleaded "It’s worse than you think The list is Bill’s personal stable of drafters and anchors He’s giving it to his superiors after he takes his best agents off it He’s cleaning house I got us on the right side of things, but we’re on borrowed ti up"

My God He kne long? Her outstretched hand faltered and she turned, the blood falling from her face Bill was dirty? Their handler was corrupt?

Seeing her understanding, Jack nodded, head lowered as he took up her wineglass and caure it out "You kept a copy, right?" she whispered

Jack hesitated, but when her gaze sharpened on hilasses down beside her and reached for his wallet "It’s in your wallet?" she exclaimed