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Chapter 171

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Across the city, Marcus stood in the dim light of his apartment, watching the same broadcast from a cracked TV screen.

His jaw was clenched so tightly a muscle twitched violently along his cheek.

Beside him, the young operative glanced between the screen and Marcus’s face.

“They actually arrested someone,” the young man muttered. “Guess the police finally did their job.”

Marcus didn’t speak.

Not at first.

He watched the footage of the innocent man being pushed into the cruiser. Then he turned off the TV.

Not with a remote.

With a violent flick of his hand against the power button.

The room plunged into silence.

When he finally did speak, his voice was cold.

Frigid.

“I know that man.”

The young operative stiffened. “What...? How? Who is he?”

Marcus stared at the blank screen, eyes full of something dark and simmering.

“He’s a runner.” His voice dropped lower. “Not a murderer.”

“So why arrest him?”

Marcus looked up. And the fury in his eyes was almost feral. “Because they can’t find the
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