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... ce. A patrol car was parked right outside, and the officer inside looked too awake for my liking. No, we wouldn’t be walking into that lion’s den. I never stick to one plan anyway—alternatives keep men like me alive.
So, we drove out of town. A smaller bank, unremarkable, discreet. Not the kind that drew federal attention. But one of my men had a thread of influence there, and the manager—conveniently the co-owner—had ties to Sophia. That was enough for me.
"I didn’t expect Sophi ...
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