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... s coat pocket, the other tapping his phone screen.
The black book was inside his bag, wrapped in oilskin, its weight like a live heart thudding against his side.
Tonight wasn’t about survival.
Tonight was about becoming untouchable.
The call connected with a faint click.
"Put me through to your boss," Enzo said, His voice low and firm.
A pause..... Then another voice came on. Smooth as silk over steel.
"Valerio Atlan." enzo asked
Th ...
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