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#Chapter 539: Smuggler’s Remorse

Nathan

A cold gust of wind blew across the tarmac as I strode toward Dan’s private jet, my suitcase swinging at my side. I could see Dan’s tall and imposing form up ahead, waiting.

He had been waiting all morning; or so he had said.

“Nathan,” he said, stretching his arms out to the sides as I a
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