Chapter 9

  (Andrew Dole's Point of View)

  "Mr. Dole, the Hong Kong call is in ten,"

  Veronica's voice floated through the intercom—soft, precise, unbothered by urgency.

  I didn't lift my eyes from the papers spread before me. "Have them hold."

  A slight pause. "Right away, sir."

  The intercom clicked of...

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