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Text Messages with the Mercenary

Author: Osarumwense Osakue
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-04-19 18:25:53

Ashley's POV

I could feel my pulse beating against my ears as the hum of the fluorescent office lights above flickered slightly.

I sat at my desk, the cool blue glow of my dual monitors reflecting off my eyes, trying to focus on the endless backlog of reports needing my attention.

Not when Andrew had just gotten his way into taking control of the one operation I cared about.

I lifted my gaze, and there he was — Andrew Rivers, dressed in his tailored navy-blue suit, crisp white shirt, and smug little grin, standing with a group of agents by the glass briefing room.

He was gesturing smartly to a map pinned to the whiteboard behind them, a printed red circle marking a section of southern England.

I knew what that circle was. I knew what that smug look was about.

Because news had already spread like wildfire through the department this morning.

The Chief had officially assigned Andrew as the lead agent on the Michael and Fernando Ramirez case.

My stomach churned and I had a bitter tas
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