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Aryan said as Sid chuckled, he hated no loathed studying. They did a fist-hand shake before walking inside unaware of the fact that two curious eyes were looking at them from afar. … Aryan was hardly keeping himself from vomiting his guts out as he looked at the two bodies in front of them. “What’s it?” The head of the information department who was their boss asked as they looked at the screen, Sid was holding the non-tractable deceive in his hands. “Dead,” Aryan said inspecting the area for any fingerprints. “How long?” Veronica asked, the lady did not even flinch at the sight of the dead bodies, true that she was known as the most heartless woman and deadliest Spy in the agency.

Valerie threw a betrayed look at Dante, “are false. Traitors lie.” She probably had no idea up until this point that he was working with me. Sure, she and Bernard suspected me, but they only thought Dante wanted to take over their secret society. They never dreamed in a million years that he would want to take it down. That was clear to me now as I read the expression on Valerie’s face. “We know what kind of horrible things you and Bernard have been doing behind the scenes for a long time. We know about the roofies, the kidnappings, and the murders,” I said with triumph in my voice.

“And now, you’re leverage.” Silas tried to shift, to break the chains Too late. Noah tapped the comm at his hip. “Tell Crescent we’re ready.” Ethan pov The report landed on Ethan’s desk just before midnight. Noah’s clearance activity. The missing files. The untraceable comm pings routed through old Crescent tech. The truth was no longer speculation. It was written in blood. Ethan closed the file and whispered to himself “Two spies. Two wolves I trusted.” He stood.