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“They are already in the van, boss,” Val announced just as he opened the door to Kael’s office in his villa.

He was looking up at the ledger that was perched atop all of the other papers that he had just completed signing while he was seated at his antique oak desk. Clipped in between the pages were the incident scenes and the images of Flavio’s mangled body splattered on the concreted ground, almost unrecognizable. His skull had been shattered in half, and his brain had been ...