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Chapter 180  Pawn's Awareness

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last update Data de publicação: 2026-07-01 21:23:42

Rain lashed against the warehouse window. Hugo tossed a thick manila folder onto the metal table.

Dominic just stared at it.

"Open it," Hugo said, pulling out a chair.

Dominic flipped the cover. Inside were three high-res aerial photos. Men in tactical gear swarmed the North District freight yard, loading crates into transport trucks.

"Shinjiro Takahashi," Hugo said, tapping a face in the corner of the third shot. "The North yard is his now."

Dominic leaned in, studying the perimeter.

"He moved
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