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daily – 71

As the three officers watch me, I realize how guilty I’m starting to sound. I’m over-reacting. There’s no reason Patrick can’t come in with us. We did nothing wrong.

“No, that’s fine. That’s fine.” I turn again, acutely aware of Reynold’s deprecating stare, and of the fact that I’m only making it more valid a condemnation.

Patrick has stopped in his doorway, watching.

I wave him over toward my office. “Come on, Patrick. It’s fine.”

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