THE TRAITOR SPEAKSARIAMarcus slowly lowered his center of gravity, his eyes flicking between the remote and the stranger."What do you want?"The hooded figure looked directly at me."You.""I've never met you.""No.""But I've known about you since the day you were born."A chill crept down my spine.Behind me, my grandmother whispered, "Arthur..."Her voice trembled."He always feared this day."The figure gave a small nod."He was right to."Adrian stepped forward."No more games.""Take off the hood."The stranger chuckled."You've spent your whole life searching for answers.""You really think I'll give them away that easily?""I'll remove it for you."Adrian took another step.The pistol shifted toward him."You'll die before you reach me.""I've heard that before.""So have the men buried because they underestimated you."For the first time, I sensed genuine respect in the stranger's tone.Marcus leaned toward Viktor without taking his eyes off the hooded figure."Do you reco
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