Anton rarely lost sleep over a lead.Years of working alongside Lucian Moretti had trained him to separate useful information from noise, facts from speculation, and possibilities from evidence. Most investigations followed a predictable pattern. A promising lead appeared, excitement followed, and then the trail eventually narrowed into something manageable.This felt different.He had spent most of the previous night reviewing records, making calls, verifying dates, and cross-checking information from three separate sources before allowing himself to believe it.Even then, he still wasn't entirely comfortable with what he had found.Because sometimes the most unsettling discoveries weren't the ones that introduced new enemies.They were the ones that forced you to look differently at people you already knew.By the time the sun rose, Anton was already seated in Lucian's office.Lucian arrived ten minutes later carrying a coffee and the look of a man who had slept only because his bod
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