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Chapter 54

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James’s POV

I boarded the early morning flight, feeling a mix of determination and apprehension. My assignment was clear: travel overseas to meet with a foreign regulator who had agreed to speak with me under strict confidentiality. The intel I’d gathered suggested that our rival competitor’s influence was spreading beyond our borders, and local laws might be compromised in ways that could harm us even more.

The flight was dull and long, but my mind was kept active contemplating questions to ask. I required tangible answers.details of how far it penetrated in this nation, as well as in every other part of the globe, and whether government leaders were turning a blind eye or worse, aiding the enemy.

I shielded the phone the instant I arrived in Frankfurt by heading straight to a secure hotel that our contact had pre-booked. I set my phone into secure mode and kept my documents in a hidden encrypted briefcase. I was not taking any chances.

Late in the afternoon, I saw Ingrid, a senior o
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