Chapter 29

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Grace was annoyed with herself for apparently acquiescing to Claybourne’s demands, ‘I should have stood up to him , made it clear that Freemason or not. Donald Jarrett, even though dead, would not get away s****l abuse of his daughter. Bastard. I should have stood up to him , made it clear that Freemason or not. Donald Jarrett, even though dead, would not get away s****l abuse of his daughter. Bastard.She drew herself a cup of coffee and then worked on the press release she would give later. Terry knocked on the door and at Grace’s nod of welcome ,entered and sat down. ‘So, Grace, what did old Clayboots want?’ he asked. ‘Clayboots?’ ‘Yeah, Clayboots, as in feet of clay because he moves so very slowly and never moves at all until he’s cleared it with ACC Martin Vickers.’ ‘I know

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