The abandoned military base stood like a skeleton under the cold moonlight, rusted metal frames, shattered concrete, and shadows that seemed to swallow sound. Cedric walked through the main gate with his hands raised high, no visible weapons, heart hammering so hard it felt like it would crack his ribs. The wire Gianni had insisted on planting under his skin itched against his chest, but he ignored it. This was his choice. His mess to clean up. No more hiding behind monsters.Brett’s voice crackled over a loudspeaker, echoing across the empty yard. “Stop there. Turn around slowly.”Cedric obeyed, turning in a full circle with his arms still up. Brett stood on a catwalk above him, flanked by two armed men. The pimp looked different now, cleaner, sharper, the mask of the sleazy bar guy completely gone.“No Gianni?” Brett called down, voice amused.“No Gianni,” Cedric replied. “Just me. Where are the children?”Brett smiled, slow and satisfied. “Safe. For now. The money?”Cedric held up
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