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90 Give Me The Flash Drive

Just as I was wondering if I should tell Daley about the information on the flash drive, his phone rang. Then he went to another room to answer the phone. I eat breakfast with my head down.

Maybe I should keep it a secret for now.

When he came out of his room after the call, I had just finished breakfast. He had a gift for cooking. The French breakfast was better than what I had at the Michelin restaurant.

"Thanks for breakfast." I smiled at him. "Have you ever made breakfast for anyone before?"

"No, you're the only one who's ever enjoyed my breakfast," Daley said as he finished his coffee. He picked up the black coat hanging from the chair and put it on.

"I just got off the phone with the chief of Police. According to the reliable information he passed on to me, your father has sent a lawyer to the police station to drop the murder charge against you. But it's a complicated process, and it takes a little bit of time to sort it all out," Daley said, “But the good news is, now you can
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