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"So... do we start from the beginning? Tell me, Michael... Who is Derick Peck?" "I don't know who you are talking about." Michael ran out of ideas. He was supposed to improvise, he knew, but how could he improvise with someone who seems to know everything. "I thought this would be like the last time, professor. This case is about Rachel, not this Derick guy." "Oh come on, Michael! I think you do know who I'm talking about..." "I'm not going to have this conversation with you... If I want I can get up and go." "That would be a bit... suspicious, don't you think? And something dramatic." "He wants to talk to me?" Derick asked Michael in a whisper. "Maybe... if you let me talk to him alone this time..." "Shut up," Michael ordered the wind. "Excus
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