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Chapter 63: Damian

Author: Neche
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By the time I reach the office it’s safe to say I’m consumed with anger. God help my father when I get my hands on him.

“Mr Stone, your father is in the middle of an important call. He asked not be disturbed” his secretary, Fiona, says as I approach.

I walk straight past her without replying.

Reaching for the handle, I ignore her comment, flinging the door open with so much force it crashes into the adjoining wall with a loud bang. My father’s head immediately snaps up and his eyes meet mine.

When the colour drains from his face, I know he understands why I’m here. I close the door to his office, locking it behind me. There will be no escaping this conversation.

“Look, I’ll have to call you back” he says in a shaky voice before ending his call. He has good reason to be worried.

Stalking around the desk, I grab the lapels of his suit jacket before reefing him out of his seat.

“You were behind Emily’s disappearance?”

“For crying out loud, she’s a damn whore. I was on
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