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Theodore shrugged “I’m sure she will Make it easier for me to marry Lillibet, at any rate”

“You’ll lose half of your et the rest

“Rebecca is a fine wo ave her”

Rafe tried one last ti to pretend none of this happened”

“Why the hell would I want that?”

The edges of Rafe’s te our family”

“An unfortunate byproduct of my happiness”

Selfish fucking bastard “You would only have to work part-ti I’ll take overvacations as we plan your exit strategy Maybe over the next year, two at the most” Give Rafe time to convince Hope to marry him

“I’ll be in… Where was it Lillibet wants to go? Monaco?”

“Morocco?”

“Oh, yes Casablanca I think I told you I’ve hired a captain He starts next week I’ll be able to start taking this baby out of her slip”

Jesus Rafe exhaled Fuck

“Look, son No I’ht” He tapped his teoing to work—there’s more to life” His eyes, so much like Rafe’s oere clearer than Rafe had ever seen the was in control of his faculties “Take my advice, son Get out while you can Talk to the lawyers It’s not worth it None of it Do what you ith your life Have you ever thought about what that ht be?”

“I have” More than ever, Rafe knew Sterling Worldas his His responsibility His fucking good fortune

“I’lad we’ve had this chat” Theodore released his hand, a physical representation of his e my life Not the one everyone else wanted I sacrificed thirty fucking years,” he reiterated “That’s more than a life sentence”

“I need sixGive us some time to set up a transition Avoid a crisis”

“I’ll be in Morocco by then Just like Bogey and Bacall”