Steve sat still and silent, with the phone barely touching his ear. Tears trickled down his cheek as he muttered a hollow benediction to the phone call, and he weakly hung up the receiver. At first, his natural instinct was to react with anger. Surely this man had betrayed him. Surely he had a right to cross him off his references and chalk it up to senility. But Steve knew better. This elder statesman knew Steve better than anyone, except perhaps his wife. In recent days, Steve had even grown suspicious
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