Research grants.
News interviews.
I looked at him in disbelief.
“You’re famous.”
He shrugged.
“I prefer neighbor.”
Then a woman in a white coat approached.
“Sloan?”
“Yes.”
“I’m Dr. Naomi Keller. Arthur asked me to review your records.”
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Research grants.
News interviews.
I looked at him in disbelief.
“You’re famous.”
He shrugged.
“I prefer neighbor.”
Then a woman in a white coat approached.
“Sloan?”
“Yes.”
“I’m Dr. Naomi Keller. Arthur asked me to review your records.”
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