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ONE DOWN, EIGHT MORE TO GO.

Author: MAFIA FANATIC
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-01-14 01:31:27

(TRISTAN’S POV)

MINE.

Grinding my molars, I propel to my feet.

Pain, rage, and all the vile emotions churn inside me.

I lunged for Kendrick before stopping on the spot.

A loud yelp, followed by Russian profanities.

Kendrick staggers back inside.

Yosef limps in, blood dribbling down his temples where Carlton struck him with… what? A rock? The truck’s Jack?

Yosef doesn’t look at Carlton. He glares at me.

The message is clear: you made a mistake.

“You good?” I ask.

Yosef grunts. “I’ve h
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