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CHAPTER 5 Alex didn’t say a word, even as his jaw was shoved hard against the cold wall. If he opened his mouth now, if he let even a fraction of the rage inside him slip out, he might just grab a gun and shoot every damned person in that room.From across the room, Trout, who’d been leaning casually against the wall, broke the silence. “We’ve been shipping for a long time without issues. Now this new guy shows up, and suddenly the police are sniffing around.”A tall, lanky man nodded quickly. “Yeah, boss. Can’t be a coincidence, right? Maybe he’s a plant. A spy.”The rest of the men murmured in agreement, suspicion growing like a storm cloud.Idiots, Alex thought. They were starting to suspect him, and that was dangerous. If things kept going this way, he'd be kicked out before he had the chance to gather a piece of evidence.His gaze sharpened, landing on Trout. From the moment he walked into the house, he’d pegged the man as a problem. Always watching him, always lurking. If Alex

CHAPTER 4Skipper came running out of the warehouse like he'd seen a ghost. Lucian had sent him in to fetch the documents that came with the trucks."What is it?" Lucian demanded, stepping forward, muscles taut, ready to face whatever had shaken Skipper so badly."The police!" Skipper gasped. "They're on their way here."Lucian froze. He grabbed Skipper by the collar. “Have you sniffed anything tonight?” He brought his nose close to Skipper's mouth.Skipper shook his head quickly. “I’m clean. The mole—our guy at the precinct—called. Someone tipped off the inspector. She’s already on her way.”Lucian shoved him back, running a hand through his hair to calm his raging nerves. How? How did the police find out? He’d only picked men he trusted for this operation. That meant someone... was playing him.“There’s a snitch,” he muttered under his breath. "Someone is working with the police here."“What now, sir?” Skipper asked, glancing anxiously at the trucks. “If they find the—”“Get your m

CHAPTER 3Alex followed closely behind Trout, who walked briskly down the long hallway, briefing off everything Alex needed to know about the job.“Cameras, every corner of the house,” Trout said. Alex took mental notes, memorizing the layout. He'd need to know the safe angles just in case.Trout stopped in front of a room and handed Alex a key. “This is your room. Change into your uniform. I’ll be waiting.”Alex entered the small space. Bare but adequate, just enough for one person. A single bed, a table, a chair, and a wardrobe. A tuxedo lay neatly on the bed, his uniform. Fancy.He changed quickly and stepped back out to find Trout leaning against the wall.“Took you long enough,” Trout said, scanning him up and down. “Let’s go.”“Where exactly—”“Don’t speak unless spoken to,” Trout snapped, placing a finger to his lips. He turned and began walking, leaving Alex to follow silently.They descended to the fourth floor and entered a large, soundproof room, a shooting range.“Being a

CHAPTER 2THE NEXT MORNING.......Alex arrived at his new precinct in the heart of the city. Compared to the modest station he'd left behind in a small and quiet town, this one was a towering four-story building, buzzing with activity.After asking for directions, he found the inspector’s office on the second floor. He knocked twice.“Come in,” a soft, feminine voice called from inside.He opened the door and stepped in. Behind the desk sat a woman who looked far too young to be in charge—early twenties at best—with long dark hair and sharp blue eyes. A phone was balanced between her shoulder and ear as she scribbled something into a notebook.“Good morning, ma’am. I’m looking for Inspector Rosaline,” he said.She ended the call with a quick goodbye, set the phone down, and looked up at him with a smile. “That would be me. You must be Alexander.” She stretched her hand towards him.He blinked, momentarily shocked. She looked nothing like what he’d expected. Not that he doubted her com

CHAPTER 1"Happy birthday, Alex!” Albert removed the blindfold with a proud grin on his face.Alex blinked repeatedly as he stared at the grand sign above them. “Aurelia Bloom?” His jaw dropped. No way! He closed his eyes and opened them again.This was one of the city’s most exclusive restaurants—booked out for months. How had Albert managed this? He turned to him."Albert, you're a joker. I hope this isn't one of your stupid pranks? He asked. Albert chuckled. "This isn't, it's a birthday gift from me to you." He wrapped his arm around Alex's shoulder.“Happy birthday again, man. You’re almost thirty,” Albert said, giving him a hearty slap on the back.“Are we going to stand here all day, or are we going in to eat?” Alex asked, already pushing open the door. He could smell the delicacies that were being served.Inside, the place buzzed with life. Every table was full. But at the far end, they spotted a vacant table and made their way toward it.They had just sat down when a woman in