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project. Sitting here working himself into a mild stew over the project's
murky future was an exercise in futility. It would solve none of the problems,
and it might end up costing him even those few hours of sleep that he still
needed. It was time for a nightcap, then bed.
Leighton rose, closed the box on the ring, put it in his pocket, turned off
the lights, and went out of the room.
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