His Lordship Alexander Kane

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It took less than five minutes for the bodyguard to return. He stood at the door, not entering, but

gesturing for someone to come in. “Mister Rabb, please.”

Kase walked in.

“George, what’s this all about?”

Kase swaggered into the office, plopped down across from George, and Jabbed a finger toward

Alexander scornfully. “I asked for a one–on–one. Why’s this guy here?! I want an answer!”

He was so full of himself, thinking he was the big shot.

George waved a hand, signaling Kase to chill, and explained with a grin. “He’s one of the crew.

You can trust him. Whatever you say here stays here.”

One of the crew?

Kase gave Alexander a quick once–over, found nothing off, and turned back to George, pointing a

finger. “Here’s the deal–recruitment.

“The boss says if you’re in, he’s got a golden ticket for you. You could be a big shot in Zabaleta, Ol

Mare, up North–anywhere but playing second fiddle to Alexander!

“And if you’re up to snuff, you could be the top dog, the Redwine family’s number one Envoy.

Whatever Alexander’s paying you, the boss will double it!”

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to steal him away right under Alexander’s

must have had a death

inside but kept his composure. He shot Alexander a

‘help me

tiny hook with

clear:

“The boss also said…”

oblivious to the silent communication between Alexander and George, sitting there

in self–importance. “Soon, my Redwine family will make a bold

of Zabaleta’s underground

without the

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muscle from Ol‘ Mare to back the Redwine

handsomely

that what the Redwine family actually believed

sides

beside him was.

knew the truth.

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legends, the Chesire family’s famous son–in–law, the security chief

Chesire Group. In truth, however, he was the fearsome Lord

was a titan on equal footing with the

strongest man alive!

Redwine family? Only if he

kick to the head. Even a fool knew better than

“Are you done talking?”

was not about to waste more time on this bit player. He casually pointed toward the

said nonchalantly, “There’s an old rule of war–don’t

lucky. Now, beat

guy one