Chapter 118 The Exchange

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Mike Richard’s office reeked of dread.

The air conditioning hummed faintly in the background, a cold contrast to the heat rising under his skin. He stood motionless before the large glass window that overlooked the city skyline, his eyes unseeing. His phone clattered onto his desk moments ago after the ransom...

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