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“Uh, who are you?”
“Securities and Exchange Commission,” he says, holding up a gold badge that makes my mouth go dry. “Is he here?”
“Right here.”
I turn and see Dan standing behind me, glowering.
“Dan? What the hell is going on?” Owen appears behind him, a deep line etched between his brows. Felix and Archer are next, crowding around the door to stare down the suits.
“Daniel McBride, we need to talk to you,” the man with the mustache says. “Can you come with us, please?”
“Fucking finally,” Dan mutters.
