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Chapter 74 — The Price of Loyalty

مؤلف: Rovelt Vell
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SKY’S POV

Reyes called with an update on Marty two days later, frustration in his voice that told me before he said anything that the trail wasn’t moving in the direction we’d hoped.

“Talked to a contact in HR,” he said. “Marty’s access request checked out on paper. Said he was cross-referencing old road trip costs for a budget review. There’s actually a budget review happening. It’s real.”

“So the message I saw could have been about something else entirely.”

“Could have been. Or could hav
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