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cigar smoke and the acrid scent of cheap coffee. The cavernous space was packed with soldiers, lieutenants
ed laptop to the cen
dit-tried to cut the tension. His face was pale, his voice tight. "Commander, please te
e lau
k. "The severance must be absolute by Omert
isibly overwhelmed and surrounded by stacks of operational files she clear
armories. I spoke in a steady, clinical voice-listing bank accounts, off-grid safe houses, bribe sched
ng routes on the projector. "Now, r
ld leather groaning under the pressure. He forced his hand down onto the table
against the floor. "No, let her finish!" she pleaded. "T
ime, I saw something other than entitlement in her eyes-I saw fear. Real, anim
are the original blueprints for the Route B FBI ambush? The ones where we e
cial blueprints. Those were off-the-book
demanded, her voice shrill. "
t a faded, yellow manila folder. I opened it, took out a stack of
at them, his brow furrowing. "This
letting the full weight of my
onitor printouts. I wrote it in the waiting room the night he died-because Cassius called and said the networ
air itself seemed to thicken, pres
said, my voice dangerously low. "And you repaid me by han
te. Even the fluoresce
the papers back from Luca.
xcuse me, Boss Romano. With Natalia leaving, do we need to resubmit the terr
r manicured nails digging into his suit jacket
ckering in their eyes for the first time. He was losing them. Not just
ge his crumbling authority. "I will give you the Architect title back. I will give you the entir
hone rang. The loud, piercing vide
creen displayed the unmistakable go
la was
shock. Beside him, Serena dropped the st
orensic audit summary slid right to Luca's boots. He looked down and r
or sixty-four percent of the en
h was literally laid out on the floor for all of
aptop. I turned on my heel and walked toward the em
nd turned to look back a
ing for this day
rk room. The door cl
t time in ten ye
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