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“You can’t be serious”

Rollins told Manchester what he knew, based on a phone call he’d just received When he was done, both ested the information, the blood drained from his face

“And you have nothing to do with this?” he asked, his tone ugly

“Orwen What do you take me for?”

When he hung up, Manchester stood for a long ht Rollins was ruthless and utterly without conscience, but he didn’t think he’d go as far as to support assassination And the enuinely shocked, andworried

Things were spiraling out of control, and what had seemed like a harmless bid to capitalize on the local unrest had suddenly taken on far ht as he realized that he had no idea what his counterpart was actually capable of—and, by extension, had involved Manchester in

He sed hard and twisted his key in the lock, furrows of doubt creasing his face Neither man trusted the other, that much was clear As he pushed his way into his office, Manchester’sbutchered in his drive—an atrocity, to be sure, but one that conveniently removed one of the last obstacles to nationalization

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Salass at the ocean Theoff the waves like liquid fire

“You ready to hit it?” Remi asked from behind him

He turned to her “Always I’ain to see if I can spot anything new You’re invited”

“Let’s see how it’s going on the boat No point in getting wet if they’re just blowing barnacles off the walls”

“Where’s your sense of adventure?”

“On my tablet Which we need to replace, if you remember”

“Right Bite to eat before we go?”