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He typed: Everything.

He tucked the letter back into his pocket, leaned his head against the cold glass, and began to plan his next move. wall street paytime

Marcus felt a flicker of empathy, then buried it. On Wall Street, you ate what you killed. And right now, he was trying to figure out if $2.1 million was a feast or just a very large meal. He typed: Everything