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... he kind of expression only a man who’d stood on the same Manhattan corner for fifteen years could cultivate. Iris bit into her food with the satisfied look of someone who’d just won a war.
My phone buzzed.
I glanced down. Harlow, probably asking if Iris survived the confrontation. I swiped the notification away without reading it and steered Iris toward the parking garage with a hand between her shoulder blades.
"Come on. I’m taking you to Penn Station."
"What abo ...
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