Irina's POV
I had zero plans to share any of this with Bryan.
Whatever sentences the other scumbags in Maplewood Town got, Bryan was done for.
I'd used something different on Lauren and Mack—a drug that would give them a fake recovery before they croaked.
None of them were walking out of this alive.
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Wolfe couldn't give a damn about the livestream. His plan was simple: grab Irina, force her to hand over whatever she had, shut her up permanently, and call it a day.
"Grab her!" he snapped.
His officers cracked their knuckles and rushed forward.
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Irina's POV
I raised an eyebrow. "Just these few?"
That wouldn't even count as a warm-up.
"Cut the crap," Wolfe waved dismissively. "Catch her, take her eggs, then kill her and sell the organs."
Greed flickered in his eyes.
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In the car, Javion had already spotted the chaos unfolding outside.
Military training had drilled constant vigilance into him.
