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Lyssa Ray and his dad were still yelling, sometimes at Bonnie, sometimes at each other, and sometimes at me. Brooklyn had given up on her side of the argument and was now sitting back down in her seat with her arms crossed, pouting and glaring at me. Bonnie was ignoring everyone else and watching me expectantly, waiting. Goose and the other guys were still standing in the back of the room, no longer talking to each other but watching both Ray and his dad. Emilia, who was still sitting next to me, had started asking some important questions of the lawyer, things I probably should be asking or, at the very least, listening to their whole conversation. As it was, I was only hearing bits and pieces. Things like if I wanted to, I could request changes to the contract. I could go as far as decl
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