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his eyes more pronounced under the fluorescent lights of the office.

“They filed it under the emergency provision,” Raymond said, his gravelly baritone sounding unusually quiet.

“What does that mean for my day-to-day life, Raymond?” I asked, sitting in the green leather chair opposite him.

He picked up a black pen and tapped it against the desk calendar,continue reading …