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“That was on a letter to a higherling we questioned,” he said. “Something about an invitation to a fundraiser. What about it?”
“Not sure. Friend of mine at Vera’s mentioned it. Said Vera had told him something about Willow Haze. It had something to do with what Veylo was working on.”
“Lemme see your phone,” Hayde said to Kinzer.
Kinzer handed it to him, and Hayde keyed away.
He studied the screen.
“Check this,” he said. “Remember those other offices that Feinstein Corp owns in New Mexico? Willow Haze is about five miles from there.”
“What’s Feinstein Corp?” Treycore asked.
Kinzer smirked. “We got a lot of catching up to do.”
