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Chapter Twenty Three The Wolf Reinforced

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last update Fecha de publicación: 2025-11-13 23:41:51

Antonioni’s POV

The estate sat like a lion above the Marina cliffs, gated, wired, and draped in silent opulence. Beneath the moonlight, it gleamed with marble veins and motion-sensor light paths that glowed enough to blind a predator.

Inside, I stood in the war room. A place where secrets were born and enemies were erased.

Bukky’s bloody hoodie lay on the table.

I touched it, slowly, as if testing whether the story in the stitches was real.

“He said they came for him?” I asked without turning a
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