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... s I walked through the cold streets of Moscow, the bitter wind barely registered against my skin. My mind was occupied with one thing—our next move.
"Finally got rid of that bitch Bardot," I muttered under my breath. She had been a persistent thorn in my side, but now she was nothing more than an annoying memory.
I needed to focus.
"System, show me the status windows."
In an instant, glowing blue panels materialized before my eyes, listing the raw, undeniable proo ...
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