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The Private Team

Author: Ms. Chiamaka
last update Last Updated: 2024-10-10 18:34:32

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“Who are you?” Hannah managed to ask, shielding her face away from the man’s piercing gaze.

The man in question was Alfred’s right-hand man, Dillon Chambers. He had a visible scar on the side of his face, one that Hannah could tell was from a knife wound. But his terrifying face was in contrast to his complete appearance. He wore a beige suit that showcased his intimidating figure, matching his dark blonde hair, with a wrist chain with a scorpion emblem on it.

The emblem caught Hannah’s attention. She had heard of many mob groups in the city who associated their groups with various animals, bullhorns, snakes, scorpions, spiders, and more, but never had she come across one.

As this thought crossed her mind, she felt even more frightened.

Dillon had been rescued by Alfred some years ago from a group of gamblers he had been indebted to, and since then he had been in charge of Alfred’s underground dealings. Drug trafficking, mobbing, covering up his fraud charges, and anythin
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  • Hired My Ex's Sister as Wife   Desperate Plan

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  • Hired My Ex's Sister as Wife   They Have My Daughter

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  • Hired My Ex's Sister as Wife   Just Hold On

    SavannahI didn’t move for a moment after that. The room felt heavier somehow, like the walls had shifted closer without making a sound. The air itself seemed thick, and too still. I kept staring at the blood pooling under that door, even as Clint’s breathing steadied behind me. It was strange, how quiet a place could be with so much violence sitting just on the other side of it.“Savannah,” Clint said finally, quieter than before. He wasn’t soft, but he knew to be careful with me right now. He spoke like he was approaching a wounded animal that still had enough strength to bite.But I didn’t answer him at first. I just exhaled slowly and wiped my palms against my jeans, feeling the tremor still running through my fingers. Every part of me wanted to walk out of that office and never look back. But another part stayed rooted in place, because I needed answers. Real ones, even if they were brutal. I didn’t need the half-truths he’d been dishing out like rationed water anymore.When I fi

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