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CHAPTER 116 – FINDING PURPOSE

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Alina’s POV - Two Weeks Later

My new job as a consultant started with learning how the club actually worked. Ronan showed me their different businesses, some legal, some not and he explained how they made money, what could get them in trouble, and what might be against the law.

“The garage is clean,” he said, showing me the financial records. “It’s completely legal. We have all the right licenses and we pay our taxes. It’s what people see, and

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