CHAMPAGNE FOR THE DAMNED {MxM}
“Route's messy, they switched twice, maybe three times, trying to throw us off.”
“Trying,” I repeated, my voice sharp. “Where are they now?”
“We're still tracking–”
“Not good enough,” I cut him off, the irritation breaking through now, raw and unfiltered. “I don't want tracking, I want a fucking location.”
“We're getting there,” he said, and there was something under his tone now, something tighter than before. “But boss… this isn't small. Whoever did this knew what they were doing.”
“I'm counting on it,” I said coldly. “Because when I find them, I want it to mean something.”
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