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atch my breath. The view from up here is breathtaking, the city stretching out befo

ill hear her voice, still see the

need answers-about the firm she worked for, about why I can't seem to get her out o

hing?" I ask as so

ake replies, his voice crackling t

yth

a guy named Vince. Debt collection

all yo

going to lik

o

rough a shell company

of anger that cuts through the haze of my thoug

s, the man who's responsible for more than jus

ficking with him. Told him there was too much misery in selling human flesh. H

tightening around the pho

is voice. "Shutting it down would stir up a lot of trouble. Co

him run a business

hat leaks out. Could give us somet

eras and mics. See if they give us anything useful. I want the boss hurt thoug

to tell me. "There's something else," he finally says, his tone more cautious now. "The guy from la

he surface, a dark, familiar presence that I'

ere, stealing credit card information and funneling the money back to his accounts. It's a big operation, and it's hard to trace bec

preads through my veins like poison. It's not just about the

through the city, corrupting everything he to

t too young to do anything about it. My parents were powerful, wealthy, res

slick with oil-placed there by Albrecht's men. It was no accident. It was a calculated,

to fight bac

eading his rot through the city, still hurting people lik

fore hanging up the phon

lbrecht pay for everything he's done. I know it won't be easy-he's powerful, prot

e, making sure I'm untouchable, an