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Chapter 55: The 4 Billion Dollar Problem
Author: Nathan Emorey
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The lights in Principal Epstein’s massive home study felt heavy and hot.

It was only eleven o'clock on a Saturday morning, but the air inside the room was thick with the kind of stress that usually belonged in a war zone.

And for good reason.

The sprawling mansion in the gated suburbs of Boston was usually quiet on the weekends. But tonight, the estate felt like a pressure cooker. After the absolute chaos that had erupted at the school yesterday—the police showing up, Calloway and his billiona
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