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#48 The Game has Changed

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last update 게시일: 2025-09-16 07:21:10

Eilidh POV

Declan pushed his chair back and stood, sliding his gun into the holster at his side. “I’ll check with our contacts at the docks. Sometimes the gossip there’s better than any official source.”

Cat arched an eyebrow at him, smirking. “And by ‘check,’ you mean throw someone off a pier if they lie to you.”

He winked. “Only if they deserve it.”

Chef Ambrose emerged from the kitchen again, wiping his hands on a towel. “If ye need someone followed, I’ve a few suppliers who owe me favours.
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