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Chapter Hundred-Eleven

Author: Onuorah Linda
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Sasha stood in the Vegas Casino’s secret room, the anger from the beytral still coursing through her veins. The knowledge that the Russians had been playing them gnawed at her, anger mixing with a grim sense of determination. She had no room for doubts—no time to second-guess her decisions. She had to act, and she had to act now.

“Ivy, we need names. You said you’d dig deeper. How long will it take?” Sasha asked, her tone sharp and commanding.

Ivy nodded, already scrolling through information on her tablet. “I’ve got a few leads, but I’ll need at least a couple of hours to verify them. There’s a contact I can meet—someone who deals with both us and the Russians. He might know who’s been feeding Rico the intel.”

Sasha’s eyes narrowed. She didn’t like relying on shady intermediaries, but right now, they had no choice. “Fine. Set it up. And be careful—I don’t trust anyone right now.”

Big Tom’s massive frame shifted slightly in his chair, his voice gruff. “What if the Russians catch wind
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