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The Price of Their Sins

Penulis: Osarumwense Osakue
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-03-17 15:59:51

Fernando’s POV

The meeting dragged to its end with the weight of unfinished business still hanging in the air.

I listened to the final words of everyone while my mind was elsewhere.

Rodger, still angry, leaned back in his chair, arms crossed.

“I don’t like sitting on my hands, Fernando. The longer we wait, the bolder they’ll get.”

“They won’t get the chance to be bold again,” I said smoothly, rising from my seat. “Trust me.”

Rodger narrowed his eyes, as if considering whether to push further, but he ultimately stayed silent.

Good.

The last thing I needed was another idiotic suggestion to storm a federal building.

Nikolai shot me a lingering glance before standing as well.

“Keep me informed,” he said simply.

I nodded.

“Always.”

Santiago was the last to move, still wearing that cocky smirk as he adjusted his cufflinks.

“Try not to get too sentimental, Fernando. We can’t afford distractions.”

I merely gave him a sharp look.

“I don’t get distracted.”

He chuckled, shaking his head
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