DAMIEN’S POV I sat alone in the car, with my brain heavy with many thoughts It had been hours since the discovery, yet I had not recovered. My fingers drummed against the wheel as I thought back. first to the call I had made earlier today, and then further, to the weeks ago after realizing Bianca’s involvement with Lucian Both calls ended the same way. Both had been answered by one man. An agent, named Maleek. Maleek wasn't just an operative. He wasn't just a man who followed a boss. He had been a former intelligence agent, written off as dead by nearly every agency in the world. I had found him three years ago in Russia… wounded, abandoned, left to die. And I had done what had to be done to save him. And ever since, he had worked exclusively for me. Perfect operations, carried out, quietly
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