Chapter 7 · free to read
Day seven. A dissolution order, pre-drafted, signed and dated for day ninety — three months before day ninety could possibly arrive.
He had spent eleven months believing he was being tested by a hard man who loved the company. He had been wound like a clock.
It was reckless, unverifiable and entirely effective. It also painted a target on both their backs, and Ha-ru had known that before he dialled.
He did not say it. He stood there and did not say it, and both of them heard it perfectly.
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