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So Renz has a child!?

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Marco’s POV

Dawn crawled in, grey and thick with tension when we dragged Kane into the basement. He was on his knees, shaking and mumbling something that sounded like prayer.

The sound of his voice got on my nerves.

But what surprised me was Renz’s silence. He stood in front of him, quiet and still. Normally, he never waited this long. One shot, no talk. But this time, he just stood there staring at Kane like he was thinking twice.

That’s when I knew something was off.

Renz hated betrayal — it was the one thing he never forgave and Kane knew that. The guy had been stealing from the hotel funds for months—bold move for someone whose entire life Renz had been funding.

I leaned against the wall, watching. For a moment, I thought he might actually let him go.

That hesitation… it wasn’t like him.

Then, without a word, Renz turned around — and fired. The echo cracked through the air, ending it all.

Kane dropped clean. Renz didn’t even look back.

He just walked out, slow, calm… bu
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