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It was still there.
I opened the app.
Tracked the signal.
And there it was.
A blinking dot. Not far but moving.
Adrenaline slammed through me like a hammer to the ribs.
I was already moving. Already dialing.
This wasn’t a solo job.
This wasn’t a quiet extraction.
This was war.
I hit the group call.
Two names. Two men who owed me everything and who I trusted to burn the world down if I asked them to.
Keenan answered on the first ring, his voice lazy. “Bro…. King of the fucking Reich. Look who it is.”
Nael wasn’t far behind. “No way. You alive or what?”
I didn’t answer.
Didn’t joke. Didn’t breathe.
“I need a favor.” My voice was gravel. A blade dragging across concrete.
The line went silent.
They knew.
They heard my tone.
“Where?” Keenan asked, his tone gone steel.
“I have a location.” I said.
A beat.
And then Nael, low and cold, “Then let’s go.”
And just like that—the hunt began.
And God help anyone in our way.
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Iwoke with abody that didn’t feel like mine.
It felt like I had been ripped apart and stitched back together by unsteady hands. Every bone was out of place. Every muscle screamed in protest. A wrongness radiated from deep inside me, as if something vital had been stolen and I was only just beginning to realize it.
