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Bennett, wait in the hall.”
I lifted the box.
“I’m not leaving this room until you know what he said.”
Gavin said, “Christopher.” I didn’t answer him.
Eleanor looked at me, and her face wasn’t kind or unkind.
It was careful.
“Then put the box down,” she said.
“And tell me the exact words he used when he fired you.”