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... re was no negotiation, no debate — he just looked at Dickson and said, "Out."
Now, the car crawled slowly along a dusty stretch of road. No traffic. No pedestrians. Just an empty industrial zone filled with silence and faded warning signs.
Liam’s eyes narrowed as he spotted the place. A large fenced compound with razor wire coiled along the top like a snake waiting to strike. A few battered trucks sat idle outside, parked beside stacked crates and oil drums. The building itself l ...
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