The Identity Theft
The humidity of the Georgia summer hung over the town of Oakhaven like a wet blanket. Julian arrived in a cloud of dust and expensive linen, carrying a suitcase full of forged documents and a smile that had been practiced in front of a dozen different mirrors. He wasn't Julian; he was whoever the room needed him to be. His target was Arthur Penhaligon, the heir to a crumbling shipping empire...
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