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Unformatted text preview: . you know Mom was scared to come here on Mardi Gras, she was ..." "No, don't go on. Don't do it," said Ryan. "Let's stick to what we have here. What we know. We'll do whatever anybody wants us to do for any reason! And Michael, tomorrow I'll make available to you everything we have on Rowan. Hell, I'll make it available now. I'll send you the records of the entire investigation." Once again, he picked up the phone and punched in the office numbers at the speed of light. He did not bother to say his name. He 179 told the person on the other end, "Messenger over a copy of all the papers pertaining to Rowan. Yes, all that. The detectives, the Xeroxes of the checks, every scrap of paper we have on her. Her husband wants it. He has a right to see it. He's her husband. He has ... a right." Silence. He was listening. "What do you mean?" he asked. His face went blank and then it began to color, to redden, and as he hung up the phone, he turned his gaze on Aaron....
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- Spring '10