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Chapter 95  Paper Cage

Author: Skyrainbow
last update publish date: 2026-05-17 15:31:27

The door nearly came off its hinges. Ella slammed the manila folder onto the desk.

Valentina didn't look up.

"The Feds pulled the trigger," Ella snapped, her voice like a jagged blade. "You're at the top of the list. They’ve got a formal investigation notice with your name in bold."

Valentina finally looked at the folder. The state seal looked like a death warrant. "What’s the damage? Don't sugarcoat it."

"Racketeering, wire fraud, and bribery. They’ve got Davis in a safe house," Ella leaned i
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