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Chapter 90

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Sarah’s Pov.

The air was tense as Richard and I sat across from each other, planning our next move. The betrayal had stung, and we were still reeling from it, but there was a spark of determination in Richard’s eyes that hadn’t been there before.

It was like he’d woken up and remembered he had something—someone—worth fighting for.

“Sarah,” he said quietly, “I think we need to confront James. There has to be something he’s hiding, for some reason he’s working with the network. If we can find it, maybe we can turn him.”

I nodded, but doubt clawed at me. I wasn’t exactly keen on seeing James again after his threats. But if there was even a chance he’d fold under pressure, we needed to take it.

“How do we get to him?” I asked. “He’s always so… guarded. I mean, we’ve tried before.”

Richard leaned forward, his voice low. “Martins did some digging. James has been in a bad spot financially—nothing obvious, but his businesses are tied up in a lot of debt. If we can use that against him…”

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