Bewildered, her eyes scanned through the document, widening at what she saw, her frown deepening as she went along. 
’This…isn’t my work.’ s...he scrolled through rapidly ‘I’ve written this part before. Months ago. This was for the RBS fund project — but – how -‘ 
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