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~Declan~

I rip the thick stack of papers right out of the heavy brown envelope, spreading the glossed photographs and neatly typed reports aggressively over the glass coffee table. Reviewing the highly classified dossier Ronan expertly gathered on Thatcher Vane leaves an incredibly bitter, entirely foul taste directly in my mouth. I stare down at the absolute proof of the bastard's miserable, lyin