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... Charles glanced at the driver’s seat where his third son sat, tipping his head toward the entrance. "Come on."
Slater smiled, his eyes squinting slightly. "I need to go somewhere."
"Somewhere?"
"Work."
"You don’t have work."
"Dad, I was on leave because of a traumatic incident. But that doesn’t mean I don’t have other obligations."
"Like?"
"Like... keeping myself fresh? I have a facial session!"
Charles’s face twitched as he studied ...
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