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Noah said. "Can I hold the ammonite for a moment?" Adrian said. Noah looked at the ammonite on the table. He looked at Adrian. He pushed it across the table toward him. "Yes," he said. Adrian picked it up. He held it. The way he always held it. The careful grip. The specific weight. He looked at it. He looked at Noah. "Thank you," he said. "For the ammonite?" Noah said. "For the full picture," Adrian said.

Rex shrugged. “Mhm” Minet chuckled, “I think you forget, with father imprisoned, I command the wealth he did, I have no need for anymore, so I’m not after whatever money you have.” “I don’t know what you’re after” Rex continued, looking down at Minet now smiling. “I’m after the same any woman wants in my position, a little adventure with some good people, mixed in with some fun” Minet said, still smiling. “Well you’re going to get the adventure, that’s for sure, I don’t know if it’ll be fun though” Rex explained, reaching the bottom of the stairs.

“Don’t think too long.” And far below the estate, beneath the layers of stone and locked doors, the handler emerged through a forgotten tunnel. Silent. Precise. He carried nothing but the black case. In one hand, he now held a photo. Zane. And in his ear, a quiet voice from a receiver: “You have your access. He will be alone by dawn.” The handler nodded once. And vanished into the dark.

Something else. “You’ve been in here a while,” he said. “I’m planning,” I replied lightly. “For a dinner?” “For everything.” He stepped closer. Slowly. Like he wasn’t trying to interrupt anything. Just… be there. “You don’t have to fight this alone,” he said. I held his gaze. “I know,” I replied. And this time, I meant it. He reached for my hand. Gently. Not pulling. Just holding. I let him. The silence that followed wasn’t empty.

' I tapped on his thighs desperately, trying to pull away, but his hold on the back of my head tightened, keeping me in place, while the other hand gathered both my hands in his firm grip, holding them securely to his stomach. "This would be quite the spectacle for her, Mine. Don't you think?" He said as a wicked grin plastered his face. I was doomed.

Frowning, he exited the surveillance and returned to the profiles page. If the chosen moderator returned with enough evidence to prove this was a coup, Kade would travel to the mine and kill everyone himself. If the moderator returned with nothing to back up the suspicion he felt in his gut, then his only option would be to purchase one of the Knowle's mines. He had to keep up with production. The Knowles were the only other founding family that owned mines. They had four less than the Sarios but were much more modern. The price of a well-structured mine would cost a lot, more than the Sarios had.

Mindy became increasingly curious. "It's none of your business. I'm leaving." Sherly immediately took a step, but Mindy grabbed her arm. At the same time, Mindy grabbed the item that Sherly had just bought, then examined it carefully. Mindy's eyes stared at the contents of the white bag. "Oh my God, Fira, this is contraceptive medicine, why did you buy it? It turns out you haven't changed, huh, so you've been doing the same thing all this time?" she accused carelessly.

After the tremor ended, Miros left to gather men to ensure that the miners did not leave the mine. Breeger made his way to the store where he kept the Alymcyte he had stolen. All the time that the mine had been running he had collected Alymcyte for himself. With men on the transport team, they ensured that one quarter of all that was mined disappeared into Breeger’s private store. He had promised the men who worked for him that they would be generously rewarded when the time came to share the Alymcyte.

But it is not winning either. We are holding. Together.

“The warehouse south is bigger.” “Midtown,” Jano repeated forcibly. “This operation is only a need-to-know basis. I’m not trusting this job to fucking soldiers and very few chiefs. Nick’s on his way. There’s a stockpile of weapons, vests, and whatever we’ll need in Midtown. Adrian will arrive shortly with Ivanov’s men. Three of the famiglia’s men are there as well. We don’t need any more.” Shit was getting real. “I called Horace,” I volunteered. “He’s keeping Isabella and Liliana at the apartments. I’m also about to close Wanderland.”