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to dismiss it.
I wanted to believe Caleb was many things, but not that.
Then I remembered something.
A black leather notebook.
For years, Caleb carried it everywhere.
Business meetings.
Work trips.
Weekend errands.
He guarded it more carefully than his phone.
Whenever I asked what was inside, he always gave the same answer.
“Work notes.”
I never questioned it.continue reading …
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