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The First Pillage

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Chapter 38

Valencia’s POV

The study was exactly as I remembered it, a shrine to Antonio’s narcissism. Floor-to-ceiling mahogany shelves filled with books he never read, leather-bound ledgers of companies he’d gutted, and the faint, lingering scent of expensive cigars and the iron-tang of fear. It was here, at this very desk, that he used to sign the checks that bought my silence.

Tonight, it was the site of his execution.

I sat in his oversized leather chair, the cool material molding to my ba
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