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Chapter 39 — Faster

作者: Spli_vena
last update 公開日: 2026-06-17 01:02:00

Kelvin pov

Marcus came at six in the evening with two pieces of news and the order in which he gave them told me which one he was more worried about.

He gave me the good news first. He always did that when the bad news was the kind he wanted me sitting down for.

“Meridian did what you wanted,” he said. He set the folder on the table and did not open it.

“The three contingent deals are coming apart. Two are dead. The third is on life support and the partners are blaming each other, which is bet
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