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Tom said out loud, for everyone to hear. She was stunned. Then her face tightened and her brows drew together in a frown. She wanted to fight Tom right there and then. But she also called on her boss mentally. If she won the argument, would he be proud? The Boss would first ask if she thought Tom's argument was sound or not. She would say, far from it, it was so stupid. She realized The Boss would then say, "So you argue against a stupid idea in front of the client? Who is stupid now?"

My name was Chandler Poe. I worked at a small company run by a married couple. The boss's wife, Irene Peters, sat right next to me. Every day, she showed up in tight pencil skirts, her long legs impossible to ignore. The worst part was that she loved slipping off her heels. She would just stretch out her soft, stockinged feet and sway them in front of me. I was a young guy. There was only so much I could take. Today, I finally cracked and rushed into the restroom to deal with it.

As soon as she saw who was there, she almost dropped the towel she was holding. "Sir Lester? H-How did you find us?" she stammered. Lester just smirked. "Yaya Sol, you're not that hard to locate. With all my connections in the Philippines, this was easy for me. Now, tell me where your clever boss is!" he shouted. Alice stopped doing her makeup when she heard the commotion outside. "Yaya Sol, who is that, and why are they—" Alice froze mid-sentence, her mouth slightly open in shock when she saw Lester standing at the door.

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Shaw had chosen his location well. "There," Agent Chen pointed to a large concrete building at the end of a dead end street. "That's the address he gave us." Even from outside, I could see lights on in the windows and what looked like satellite equipment on the roof. "He's definitely broadcasting," Agent Chen confirmed, checking her equipment. "Multiple signals are going out to different networks." "How many people are watching?" "Unknown, but given the publicity around the party incident, probably millions." The thought of millions of people watching Shaw destroy Lucian's mind made me feel sick.

"I knew it. That vibe on the ferry... Boss, whatever you need." They outlined plans: bolstering the hashish runs, infiltrating new markets in Milan and Turin, eliminating a troublesome Albanian crew in Ballarò. Vito assigned Awaken as his right hand for the imports—trust earned in that overnight crossing. As night fell, Vito stood on the villa's balcony, overlooking the twinkling lights of Palermo. The city pulsed with life, oblivious to the storm brewing. He dialed the satellite phone, the single number lighting up the screen.