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Author: Gold Writes
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It took a full second for my brain to register what I was seeing.

One of Brandon’s men stood silently over Jeremy’s unconscious body, calm as ever, as if this was nothing more than routine.

“Ma’am,” he said with a firm nod, then tapped the comm device at his collar. “Target secured.”

I staggered back a step, shock twisting in my gut. My eyes flicked to Jeremy’s crumpled form on the floor, motionless, dressed in that ridiculous disguise, his makeup smeared, the wig scattered.

“What the hell?” I whispered, with my breath shallow. My hands were trembling as I tried to piece everything together.

I hadn’t even arranged the meeting like Brandon asked. But somehow, Jeremy had shown up on his own, deranged, disguised, and now unconscious on the floor.

Hell, I hadn’t even realized he had more guards tailing me.

Two more of Brandon’s men walked in quietly, not saying a word and moved straight to Jeremy’s body, lifted him like he weighed nothing, and carried him swiftly out the back.

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