ClaireJennifer had already left for work when I woke up the next morning. The sun shone bright through the large glass windows into the luxurious guest bedroom that Jennifer had set up for me.I got up, took a shower, and brushed my teeth. Wrapping a bath robe around myself, I stepped into the bedroom. Someone knocked on the door.“Come in,” I said, a little apprehensive. I breathed when the maid entered the room. She was carrying a basket full of freshly laundered, ironed clothes.“Miss Morrison said to give you these,” she said. I thanked her and the maid left. I pulled out a T-shirt and a pair of jeans. The basket also contained fresh underwear. I was grateful. After getting dressed, I put on a pair of bedroom slippers and prepared to head downstairs for breakfast.Jennifer had given me a laptop last night. I took it downstairs with me and edited my resume as I ate my breakfast.Just then, my phone chimed. It was Harry.“Claire, I need $50,000 fast,” read the text.Harry was my yo
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