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Chapter 176: The Raid

Author: Sarah John
last update publish date: 2026-06-07 18:23:09

EMILIA POV

Three hours.

Marcus spent every single minute of that agonizing window making phone calls, utilizing his deepest underground resources, and pulling strings with high-level contacts he had spent decades paying off. Em and I could do nothing but wait in the suffocating silence of the warehouse, watching the minutes tick away on the digital clock.

By the three-hour mark, Marcus finally slammed his laptop shut and looked up at us. We had our answers.

Agent Thomas Crawford was indeed a re
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