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Third Person's POVThe arrest happened at six forty-five in the morning while most of the city was still deciding whether to hit the snooze button one more time. Richard Maddox had been staying at a residential hotel on the east side, the kind of place that asked no questions and accepted cash payment for extended stays. He had been moving between locations for weeks, never staying anywhere longer than three days, trying to stay ahead of investigators who were building cases that would bury him.But federal agents were patient. They had been tracking his movements through credit card usage and security camera footage and the particular trail that people leave when they think they are being careful but are actually just predictable. They surrounded the hotel at dawn, blocking every exit, deploying tactical teams in body armor because you never knew when someone might decide that going out in a blaze of gunfire was preferable to spending decades in a federal prison.Richard did not figh
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Third person's POV "Alright," Janet said, taking charge of the room the way she always did when business was happening. "Let me lay out what Elena and I have been working on while you were all in Mexico dealing with cartel leaders and kidnappings and newborn babies."She pulled up a presentation on her laptop screen, turning it so everyone could see. Maps of the city appeared, marked with colored zones indicating different types of properties and development opportunities."The real estate market is shifting. Commercial properties downtown are becoming available as older companies relocate or go bankrupt. There is a building boom happening in the west side neighborhoods that were considered too risky five years ago but are now gentrifying rapidly. And we have an opportunity to get in on the ground floor of several major developments if we move quickly." Janet clicked through slides showing specific properties, financial projections, risk assessments. "Elena has been doing the researc
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Third Person's POVThe morning came wrapped in the kind of false peace that made you forget you were living through the aftermath of multiple disasters. Liam woke to sunlight streaming through curtains that actually blocked most of the light, a luxury he had not experienced in the hotel rooms of the past two weeks. The bed was comfortable in a way that made his entire body relax, muscles finally releasing tension they had been holding since the moment Avery disappeared.Jackson was already awake, sitting at the window with his phone, scrolling through messages that had piled up during their time in Mexico. His hair was uncombed, sticking up in directions that would have bothered him if he had the energy to care. He wore the hotel robe and nothing else, his bare feet propped on the windowsill, the posture of someone who was physically present but mentally somewhere else entirely."Morning," Liam said, his voice was rough with sleep.Jackson looked over, managing a small smile that did
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Third Person's POVThe flight back to the States took nine hours with a layover in Houston that felt interminable. Avery sat between Jackson and Liam, Caroline sleeping in a carrier strapped to her chest, the baby's tiny face peaceful in a way that made everything they had survived feel worth it. Eve Dove sat across the aisle reviewing case files on her laptop, still working even though the immediate crisis had passed.When the plane finally touched down at the airport, Liam felt tension he had been carrying for days began to ease. Home. They were home. Back on familiar ground where the threats were known and the police actually answered their calls and hospitals did not require armed guards outside recovery rooms.Janet was waiting for them at arrivals, standing beside a luxury SUV she had rented specifically to transport them comfortably. She wore designer jeans and a silk blouse, her dark hair pulled back in a professional ponytail, radiating the particular energy of someone who ha
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Third person's POV The location Elena Reyes chose for the meeting was a neutral ground in every sense that mattered. An old textile factory that had been converted into event space years ago, then abandoned when the economy shifted and people stopped renting warehouses for weddings and corporate gatherings. It sat in a neighborhood that belonged to neither Sinaloa nor Reyes territory, a demilitarized zone where both sides could claim equal footing.Victor Ruiz arrived thirty minutes early with Carlos beside him, both men unarmed as the agreement demanded but neither man was comfortable with the vulnerability that created. The building smelled like dust and old machinery and the particular emptiness of spaces that had been designed for crowds but now held only silence."Check the perimeter," Victor commanded. "Make sure we are alone. Make sure this is not a trap."Carlos moved through the building methodically, checking corners and rooms and potential ambush points. He returned fiftee
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Third Person's POVThe hospital cafeteria at seven in the morning was a study in fluorescent exhaustion. Doctors finishing night shifts hunched over coffee that had been sitting in pots for too many hours. Families who had maintained bedside vigils wandered in looking for anything that might sustain them through another day of waiting. The smell of institutional breakfast food hung in the air, not quite appetizing but functional enough for people who had forgotten what real hunger felt like.Liam sat at a corner table with his second cup of coffee, watching the entrance. Jackson had gone up to see Avery and the baby an hour ago. Visiting hours started at six but the nurses had made an exception for the family, understanding that some reunions could not wait for posted schedules.The cafeteria door opened and Liam felt his stomach drop. Avery walked in, moving slowly, one hand pressed against her abdomen where the surgical incision was still healing. She wore a hospital gown and a robe
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