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Chapter 193

Auteur: Pauline Maxwell
last update Date de publication: 2026-08-20 03:06:27

The abandoned estate sat beyond the northern hills, hidden behind thick trees and a rusted iron gate.

For years, nobody had lived there.

Officially, it belonged to no one.

But the intelligence Mark had received told a different story.

Moretti's men had been using it for months.

And tonight, Mia was there.

Mark stared at the estate through the windshield.

Every window was dark.

Too dark.

Marco sat beside him, studying the building through binoculars.

"At least thirty men."

Mark said
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