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... of gunfire slowly faded into the cold, unsettling silence of the mansion.
I rolled my shoulders, cracking my neck as I holstered my Desert Eagles.
This fight was over. But the real hunt was just beginning.
I scanned the area, my Eagle Eyes activated, searching for anything out of place.
There had to be a hidden passage somewhere. A mansion this large, this well-guarded, wouldn't have been chosen for human trafficking without secret routes for transport.
Ab ...
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