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Chapter 51: Betrayal Revealed
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2026-03-06 20:54:04
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AXEL POVThe satellite telephone on my workshop desk rang just as the dry desert heat was beginning to break into twilight. I wiped the sawdust from my palms onto my jeans and answered it, expecting another routine logistics update from Catherine or an administrative check-in from our regional marshal liaison.Instead, it was the sharp, clipped cadence of Assistant U.S. Attorney Vance—the lead federal prosecutor who had spent the last two years systematically dismantling the remnants of the Eastern European networks using the blueprints Emilia had dragged out of the smoke."Axel," Vance began without preamble, though his usual severe, courtroom-hardened tone carried a rare, underlying note of professional satisfaction. "I'm calling from the Department of Justice review board. I have some news regarding your brother's file."I went entirely still, my hand tightening around the receiver as my eyes drifted toward the window, watching Marco kick a soccer ball a
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Biker's Forbidden Desire Chapter 204: The Cost of the Illusion
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AXEL POV The air inside the visitation terminal of the Florence Federal Penitentiary tasted exactly like ozone, industrial floor wax, and heavy, institutional despair. I sat down on the bolted steel stool, the reinforced plexiglass barrier in front of me cold, thick, and smudged with the greasy fingerprints of a hundred broken families who had sat here before me. This was the first time I had traveled into the jagged heart of Colorado to visit Marcus since the day the U.S. Marshals had loaded him into the back of a blacked-out transport van in Prague, officially liquidating the Moretti name from the face of the earth. A heavy, mechanized iron door buzzed violently at the far end of the room, the sound cutting through the low hum of the fluorescent lighting like a gunshot. My brother stepped out from the holding vestibule, flanked closely by two armed correctional officers whose hands rested casually on the security holsters at their hips. Marcus looked visibly sm
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