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... king as I held up my phone, showing the grainy photo that stared back at us.
The red laser dot fixed on my chest felt like a brand, searing into my mind even through the screen. Axel’s expression hardened as he grabbed the phone to examine it more carefully.
"Give me that." He zoomed in, his jaw clenching. "Son of a bitch."
"Is it real? Could it be photoshopped?"
"I don’t know, but we’re not taking chances." He was already dialling. "Security, this is O’Brien. I n ...
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