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CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY

Auteur: GEMS EMPIRE
last update Date de publication: 2026-08-15 23:55:03

CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWENTY

Whitfield's office looked more cluttered than usual when Dom and Cassie arrived that evening, files stacked in uneven towers across every flat surface, the particular disarray of a man who'd stopped organizing in favor of moving fast.

"I have a name," Whitfield said, without preamble, gesturing to the two chairs across from his desk. "Preston Locke. Junior associate at Hale Industries, he had low-level access to several departments."

"How did you find him," Dom as
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