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I’m sitting across from Jake at Eleven Madison Park, a bustling popular restaurant and his current favorite, and watching him mess with his cell while we wait on our food.
“Jake?” I interrupt gently.
“Emma?” he responds, without looking up. He’s deliberately being evasive.
“The Hunter merger?” My curiosity has been niggling at me all the way here, and I have been extremely patient. He sighs
