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Seven Crumpled Dollar Bills on a Pine Table in Michigan

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his hands on the wooden counter.

“And any other active auto loans tied to her social security number,” Shark added.

Martha nodded and disappeared into the back room, where rows of metal filing cabinets stretched into the dim light.

“Why would he put a car in her name if he was the one driving it?” Mike asked.

“Because his own credit is ruined,” Shark whispered,continue reading …

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