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"I need your help", she replied, in between sobs. In her mind she's taking his measure and deciding that she could most likely get him to do whatever she wanted.
"Have seat", he says as he jumps up and goes around his desk to shove a stack of old newspapers off the chair. Then sitting on the edge of the desk in front of her he asks,"So what is it I can help you with?"
Ms. Vavoom looks around the room as if making sure that noone else was there before answering almost in a whisper, "I'm being blackmailed."
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dxd 9-04, lumpectomy,
st 1, gr 3, er,pr-, her2 +,
2 tac,33 rads,6 cmf
1 yr herceptin,
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