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The moon cast long shadows across Callum's office, where stacks of missing persons reports littered his normally pristine desk. I clutched the financial documents in my hands as the weight of what I had found hit me squarely between the eyes.

"Callum," I called, the tension evident in my tight voice. "We have a problem."

He glanced up, his amber eyes flashing in a heartbeat. Same effect my heart got, despite all we had survived so far. "What'd you find?"

"Someone has been siphoning funds out of Wolfe Industries." I fanned the documents out over his desk, nudged the reports detailing the missing werewolves out of the way. "Shell companies. They all belong to various known hunter organizations. Systematic transfers-the dates go back months."

"Show me." Callum's voice held that razor's edge I'd become so familiar with-the Alpha strangling his anger.

I indicated the records of the transactions. "Here. Regular payments, always just shy of the reporting threshold. Whoever did this, knows ou
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