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“Corporate stuff,” Travis said lazily “This is different”

Caleb gave a thin smile

“Shall I let you in on a secret?” His smile faded “That’s what I do Corporate law, in case you never noticed”

Travis lifted his briefcase into his lap, opened it, took out a nored it and Travis shrugged, aimed, and sailed it onto the desk

“Take a look”

“I’m not interested”

“It’s froainst hioes back to the Mayflower”

“Good for him Now, if you don’t mind—”

“But he has a proble to ”

“A sad tale,” Caleb said coldly

“It is, but it turns out that he did leave so in the belly of his pregnant mistress”

“Trav, I’ to soap-opera fans everywhere, but—”

“No more soaps, Caleb, hadn’t you heard?”

Caleb took a deep breath So more than Travis’s tale about a client’s problems

“Okay Get to the point”