Beck frowned slightly. “You are sure?”

“I am seventy percent positive,” Jared said. “That man was trained. His movement, his aim, the way he handled pressure... that was not some guy who lived behind a laptop.” He shook his head. “I shot him. Twice. And he still moved like it barely slowed him down.”

Jared looked at them. “Troy was weak. He was the one who was manipulated by everyone, not the other way around. He was a follower. Not a leader or an evil mastermind.”

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