Chapter 119 The Shot

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The abandoned factory stood like a ghost in the shadows, its broken windows reflecting the faint glimmer of twilight. The silence was deafening. Tension hung thick in the air, broken only by the crunch of tires rolling over gravel.

Mike stepped out of the black SUV, a bulletproof vest hidden beneath...

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