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Chapter 25~ The Non-Existent Morning

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Chapter 25

Kegan

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I was stirring my espresso in the kitchen—black, no sugar, the way it was meant to be—and tried to look like a man who hadn’t spent the last three hours regretting a split second decision that now had him feeling like a piece of shit.

Multitasking at its finest.

I’d left Estelle in Luca’s care. She could get comfortable in a room before everyone showed up for dinner.

The trackers embedded in James and Cristian were performing beautifully. They’d crossed the border into France around dawn, heading north with the kind of urgency that suggested they were either very confident or very stupid. Probably both.

Let them run. They’ll lead us straight to whoever’s actually pulling strings. Particularly Gill. The closer we got to Gill, the easier it’d be to access La Volpe.

I’d already sent the intel to Russel. He’d agreed immediately—the man trusted me with psychological warfare better than anyone I knew. What he didn’t understand was why I’d asked him to
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