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Brayden approached the map. "The money didn't stay with Shadow Structures. It was transferred from one account to another, a chain of obfuscation involving eight different bank accounts. The last transfer, the final one, went to an encrypted personal account opened three months ago,“ Brayden said, and I was surprised because this was new and important information that wasn't on Aldric's computer. “The account belongs to Adrik. The wolf who leaked the video." The air caught in my chest. The bomb had dropped.

He climbed into his car and sped off. As Amanda turned to head back inside, she saw Calvin and Gilbert pulling into the driveway. "Amanda." "Amanda." "You're back! What did you find out?" Amanda was dying to know who had orchestrated the hit. Calvin’s face was grim. "That doctor is definitely compromised." Amanda listened intently as Calvin continued. "Turns out he’s a shark. He overcharges the wealthy and terrifies the poor into taking out loans for 'critical' treatments they don't need. He has no soul."

and had placed his literal vision in Dante's hands. Suddenly, the heavy door of the vault room creaked. It wasn't the teller. Dante spun around, his hand reaching for the small pistol he had managed to smuggle through his "special" channels. A man stood in the doorway. He was young, perhaps Dante’s age, with sharp Asian features and a tailored grey coat. He wasn't holding a gun; he was holding a tablet. "Mr. Adrian," the man said, his English perfect and devoid of emotion. "My name is Akash. I represent the Surya Group. We’ve been tracking that vault’s activity since the fire in Alaska."

It even showed the driver’s bank records. The information showed that three days before the driver drove the large truck and crashed into his aunt’s car, he had received a transfer of two million dollars from a Swiss bank account. The driver only moved from the next town over to Y City after receiving those funds. After the accident, the driver was arrested but there was another transfer from that same Swiss bank account to his account. This time, it was three million dollars. Thomas’ hands, which were holding the papers, began shaking violently. How was it possible…

I say as I walk away. Treasure passes me, and I glance back to see them embracing. “Please be safe.” That’s the last thing I hear from her before I leave. I get into the car, waiting for Rufus, who joins me shortly. We drive off, heading to the Lunar Shadow pack. “So, do you have a game plan?” Rufus asks while we’re on the road. “Launch a surprise attack. That’s if Kiara hasn’t told them I’m a werewolf. If she has, then we die trying,” I say, shutting my eyes and leaning my head back against the seat.

he said, his tone businesslike. Amanda opened the envelope and pulled out a thick stack of cash. She had stolen the money from Damien’s room earlier that day, knowing he wouldn’t miss it immediately. “You’ll get your money. Here’s a part payment,” she said, holding out the cash. “Finish the job, and you’ll get the rest.” The driver took the money, counting it quickly before stuffing it into his jacket. “Understood. Consider it done.” Amanda felt a chill run down her spine at his words, but she forced herself to stay focused. “Make sure you don’t miss,” she said firmly.

She just smirked at him. ‘Baby... you triggered him,’ Drake commented through her mind. ‘But keep up the excellent work, my stray. Be a queen.’ "Why are you trembling, Sultan?" "That’s Cadmus, my stray; he’s the leader of the elites," Drake informed "Oh, he’s scary, so you know," Emily replied. Emily watches how they throw questions at the Sultan about traitors. "Are you perhaps a traitor of this kingdom? Are you involved with Bella? " Additionally, Taurus asks,

He was straight to the point as he twirled in his swivel chair, facing the huge windows, oblivious to Audrey’s presence. “I’ve got about three million up for grabs. I just need to find someone I can trust and I’ll gladly pay her off. Holding up my reputation is essential to my company.” “Yeah, I get it bro.” “How about you let me know how it goes, a hottie just walked right past and I’ll love me some of that.” “Still the same bro.” Ace shook his head as he chuckled. “Talk to you later.” “Sure.” The line went dead. “I’ll take the job.” Audrey said, almost throwing him off balance.

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“You wouldn’t dare expose me.” Damion would. And Adrian knew it. His phone vibrated on the passenger seat. Leonard. Without taking his eyes off the road, Damion hit the answer button on his car’s Bluetooth. “Talk.” “Boss, we have a problem.” Damion’s jaw clenched. “What kind of problem?” Leonard hesitated. “It’s Adrian. He just made a large withdrawal from an offshore account. Something big is happening.” Damion exhaled slowly. Of course Adrian wouldn’t just sit back and accept his loss.