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... l’s request hung in the air like blasphemy, a blatant affront to the world’s best-trained armed forces.
Interpol and FBI agents, guns raised, stood motionless. Some had trembling fingers on the trigger, but none dared fire. It was as if his order carried more weight than any protocol, as if his voice were the law in that moment.
Natasha stared at him, pale, her mouth half-open. She didn’t know whether to scream, order fire, or simply laugh at the absurdity. Vergil, as always, had ...
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