My Childhood Sweetheart Asked Me to Sign a Special Folder in Room Four Hundred Seven

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“They have already frozen five thousand dollars in our joint savings account,” I said.

Diane set the papers down, aligning their edges with the corner of her desk blotter.

“The state medical board investigators are already in the building, Sarah,” she said.

“Where are they?” I asked.

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