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Frank then continued, "We need a reason if we have to hold someone against their will. And right now, we don't want that reason to come to light-it's that simple." Mona was left scratching her head. "I don't get it. He—"

"Don't worry. He's not getting away as long as I'm around," Frank said, glancing at the needle Yannick pulled out of his kneecap and left on the floor.

The tip of the needle was dipped in a hint of scarlet blood.

Later, in a luxury hotel at the heart of Zamri...

"Incompetent scum! All of them!"

A middle-aged man wearing shades and sporting a blade scar on his left cheek was cursing as a blond youth stood gingerly by his couch.

Then, as if ranting was not enough, Carlo Barzini, the middle-aged man, flung his phone on the floor, smashing it into pieces.

"Dad..."

the blond youth, tried to calm the man down, only for

much money I had

of you are helping and are dragging my

like it

almost got Winter to sign our agreement, but Frank Lawrence came earlier than expected and sent someone in to stop Winter from

explanation,

we're working for Zamri's commissioner. And once

under the commissioner's legitimate control, while we reap

eyes flashed with viciousness and defiance, as he was clearly upset that he had failed his task

shove, we'll just have

keeps saying that Frank Lawrence is strong, but can he beat a Blackrank assassin?

Fredo was leaving when his

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