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“I’ll give you 5,000 dollars if you serve me in russian,” laughed the mafia boss at the waitress…

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desperately toward an exit.

Victor’s voice carried over the chaos, commanding his men while exchanging shots with his former lieutenant. Through the chaos, Ana spotted a fallen guard’s phone, managing to send her location to the emergency contact programmed in her own device—her literature professor, who had once mentioned counterterrorism consultation continue reading …

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