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How do you know I’m a lawyer, then?” Riona demands, catching the hole in his statement. “Well . . .” Raylan says, taking down two tumblers and filling them with ice. “You’ve got the navy suit, Souliers heels, and Akrivia watch. All stealth wealth, because you want to put your colleagues in their place, but you don’t want to piss off the judge by showing him you make more money than he does. The no-nonsense hair and the unisex cologne sends a nice little fuck off to anybody who tries to sexualize you in the workplace. And then you’ve got your two-hole punch and your notary stamp over there in your briefcase.
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