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CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR

Author: Iris Brown
last update publish date: 2025-08-24 22:34:11

Achilles' POV

Irritation fueled my blood as I listened to Isaiah yap. “So you know, it all checks out. There was a body of a woman being carried out. She had the same dress on.”

“That means nothing and you know it.”

He clicked his teeth. “I thought you might say that. Unfortunately, the Russo’s claimed her body and buried it. I can try to find out where but it is difficult.”

I nodded, understanding the stake of being discreet. “How did it go wiping us out of the Internet?”

“Pretty easy, well e
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