Chapter 188

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​The hallway outside David Reid’s office is twelve feet long and Elias has walked it approximately four hundred times since he took this job, but it has never felt quite this long before.

He spent the last three days in the medical wing while a doctor he had never met stitched his calf and rebandaged his chest, and he used every one of those hours trying to construct a version of events that David would accept.

The problem with constructing lies for a man like David Reid is that David has spent four decades in rooms full of people lying to him and has consequently developed a sensitivity to it that borders on supernatural. The uncle story is dead. Elias knows that. What he needs now is something that sits close enough to the truth that David’s instincts don’t fire, but far enough from it that the full picture stays buried.

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