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CHAPTER FORTY-TWO: DEAD GIRL.

Author: Blu
last update Last Updated: 2025-02-08 00:21:17

AXEL’S POV

I DIDN’T WANT to discuss this in front of Avery. Her ears might be sharper than I gave her credit for, and I wasn’t about to give her free ammunition against me. Leading Ryan outside, I stopped just past the doorway, shutting it behind us.

“Break the news to me,” I ordered, my patience hanging by a thread.

Ryan hesitated, which immediately put me on edge. He wasn’t the type to stall unless the situation was beyond repair.

“I halted the delivery,” he started. “The trucks offloaded as usual—four total, all taking separate routes. But the one using the Cold Wing route was intercepted by the DEA.”

I exhaled sharply. “Okay?” The Cold Wing and Blue Fox routes were my easiest to maneuver. We’d given them those names to keep them separate from the actual transport paths. If a shipment got caught, I always had contingencies.

Ryan didn’t react to my casual response. His body became rigid instead.

"It wasn't just the materials that were apprehended," he said grimly. "Th
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