The Ledger and the Rain
The rain in Chicago didn't wash anything clean. It just made the grime slicker. Clare Walker sat at her desk at McRae Investment Group and watched the water race down the office windows like something trying to escape. It was a habit she'd developed: watching the rain as though it might carry her problems somewhere else. It never did. On her desk, a shredded document lay in three pieces like a...
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