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The Mole On The Top Floor
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Caleb didn't sleep. He sat in the penthouse with the city spread out beneath him in cold grids of light, a glass of untouched whiskey sweating on the table beside him, waiting for Toby to say the name he already knew was coming.

It came at four in the morning, delivered in person because Toby refused to say it over a line even one of his own encrypted, refused to say it at all until he was standing in the room watching Caleb's face.

"Denise Marsh," Toby said. "Director of Executive Operations.
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