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Chapter 102

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Harrison sat slouched on the velvet couch in his dimly lit apartment, the glow of the city leaking in through half-drawn curtains. Bottles of whiskey, gin, and cheap wine littered the glass table in front of him like fallen soldiers. His shirt was half-buttoned, tie loosened around his neck, and his eyes—red-rimmed and dazed—stared at the muted TV playing reruns he wasn’t watching.

The laughter earlier still echoed in his head—the way she giggled with her friend while he stammered, humiliated by his own clumsy words. He had made a fool of himself in front of her again.

He cursed under his breath and reached for another drink when his phone suddenly lit up, vibrating across the table.

He blinked.

Caller ID: Cooper

He frowned. “Cooper?”

Wasn’t this the same man who had chewed him out just this afternoon for calling without permission?

With a bitter laugh, Harrison picked up the call.

“Mr. Cooper?” he said hesitantly. “Did… did you mean to call me?”

There was a pause, then Cooper’s voice

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