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” she said. “And he’ll keep performing until he realizes there’s no audience that can save him.”
She sat across from me, expression hard again.
“Ayira,” she said, “does Quasi have a safe in his home office?”
My heart lurched. “Yes.”
I hesitated, ashamed by how easily the answer came. “His birthday.”
Attorney Okafor nodded continue reading …
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