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“She was a freakin’ redneck, Max!” Pro spat “She hated uts and made sure to let me know it”

“Well, I’ve always loved you”

“Unless you actually had to be a father”

“Prophecy—”

“Just Pro,” she demanded “Call me Pro”

“Your name is Prophecy,” Max replied quietly

“Another thing you hung around h and dry You don’t know all the trouble I had in school because of that name”

Max grew serious “When you were a teenager, you made it pretty clear you didn’t want to be around me”

“Daht Joe was the man who really raised me, and that’s why I took his name instead of yours”

“Well, I’”

“Not a da, Max” Pro rose and moved to the door and hit the intercom button “I’m ready to leave”

The door buzzed, and without a look back, she stepped out into the hall

Max lifted his freed arms and rubbed the wrists

“Damn,” Chu said out loud to himself from the“How the hell did he do that?”

Pro headed back to her desk only to hear her naure co a siure nicely Her salt-and-pepper hair was set off by her makeup that worked ith the tone of her dark skin