CHAPTER 133
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Inside the box were six old photographs and a handwritten document bound with string. The photographs were black and white, printed on heavy paper and preserved in plastic sleeves. Kevin laid them out on the table one by one.

The first photograph showed Chairman Arthur Morgan standing on the steps of a building Kevin did not recognize.

Beside him stood a younger man in a dark suit with silver hair and a face that carried the cold confidence of someone accustomed to controlling rooms.

Kevin had
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