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A plan to catch the spy

Tom's POV

"Would you like another glass of wine sir?" The waiter asked, staring at my empty glass and half finished steak.  

When Adam Stone had hauled his ass out of the restaurant, I had stayed back to treat myself to dinner. Because I sure as hell deserved it, didn't I? I just bagged a contract with the famous Adam Stone. The man of all fame. Of course I deserved to eat something good.  

Some cool cash would be pouring down into my pockets like a damned avalanche. I could smell it already. Hell, I could taste it too.  

The money made with Barlow had been used to keep my company's stocks from crashing entirely. It had been crazy, the effects from the New Orleans hotel downfall, the number of people we had to compensate and the number of hands we had to grease so we could keep the hotel building.  

We had started reconstruction all over ag

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