Chapter 14 Chapter 14

Elara’s POV.

The front gates groaned open at midnight.

I watched from the balcony as a fleet of black SUVs rolled up the drive.

"Who is that?" I whispered to myself.

"The audit," Lorenzo’s voice came from behind.  "Marcus Vasquez. If the Syndicate is a machine, Marcus is the man who oils the...

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