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... few days?" A middle-aged man in a worn, hole-ridden short-sleeve shirt stood in front of Wood, shaking hands with him as he quietly inquired.
Wood shook his head and nodded in a certain direction. His superior immediately noticed Lynch standing at the edge of the crowd, along with Ferrari beside him.
Many ordinary people might not be familiar with Ferrari, but Wood’s superior certainly was. He knew almost everyone in the city who required his attention, and naturally, he also rec ...
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