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Asher

"It's taken months, but I think we’re finally about to root out all of the corrupt cops on Yannick's payroll," Jonah says as he paces in front of his window. It's a new office, one that's on a higher floor and bigger than the last.

Whatever his complaints about me, our connection has helped lift him up in his career.

I nod as he finishes talking.

"Thank you for working so hard at this."

"Please, it's my pleasure," he chuckles, spreading his arms. "With the new police commissioner's help, this city will be scraped clean. This is a day that’s been decades in the making."

Camila casts me a sly look from where she's sitting across the room. She sits everywhere now, her stomach jutting out as the baby threatens to come each new day. Her eyebrows wiggle; she's trying to tell me that Jonah is a piece of work. I agree.

"What happens now?" I ask him.

"All the paperwork is being organized, the records of the Grachev Bratva should be corrected in time. But you need to keep a close lid on t