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sliding it across the wood toward me.

I did not touch the cardboard, letting it sit between us like a barrier.

“You must lock your gates by noon today,” he said.

“My summer inventory is at its peak,” I said. “A weekend shutdown will ruin me.”

Vance adjusted his glasses, then let them drop back against his chest.

“If the gates are open at twelve past twelve,continue reading …