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060: YOU RUINED ME FIRST.

Author: Dark Muse
last update publish date: 2026-04-17 21:52:34

Cain's POV.

Boris’s tensed voice crackles through the speakerphone. "Hyde family’s circling closer. They’re sniffing around the old accounts. If they find the file, we’re fucked."

I pace the cafeteria inside the Bridge Hotel with my set jaw tightly. "How close?"

"Close enough that someone inside leaked coordinates. Could be one of the accountants... It could be worse."

I stop moving. My circle was compromised. The one thing I’d kept tight for years was fraying, and it was happening righ
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