At two o'clock on Saturday afternoon, the sound of an approaching helicopter once again rumbled across the ocean dunes. Clara stood on the cedar terrace, shielding her eyes against the bright autumn sun, curious and slightly anxious. "Julian, did you call for another transport from Manhattan? Is something wrong with the SEC filings?" Julian walked up beside her, wearing an easy, enigmatic smile, wrapping his arm around her shoulders. "Nothing…
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