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CHAPTER 29: THE PRESSURE POINT
Author: LIAM MUSE
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Richard Ross was burning with quiet anger as his driver pulled away from the curb.

He looked back through the tinted window at the fading silhouette of Garrett's house. For decades, men in this city had treated Richard Ross with deep respect. Business owners bowed to his influence, politicians sought his endorsement, and young men spoke to him with careful deference.

Yet a penniless man had just looked him in the eye and turned down fifty thousand dollars in cash without breaking a sweat.

"Sir?
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