Chapter 383

KESTER.

I swear to fuck, I was done listening to this prick while he choked my mate almost to death.

I was ready to damn every fucking consequence and storm toward him, rip his throat out and take Kasmine to safety, even if I ended up with a bullet to the heart.

But Saint spoke before I could make a move.

Just one line.

“You’re burning through your safehouses faster than your men can die, Nagel.”

And that stopped the fucker.

Nagel’s hand stilled just a little around Kasmine’s throat, his eyes snapping to Saint with interest.

“What the fuck do you mean?” Nagel asked.

in Abuja you’re using to move cash?” Saint dropped down his rifle

I’m the only person alive who knows who it is. I mean, the very rat who’s been feeding your ops to that Colombian handler you thought you paid off

on each other.

you do,”

who. I can list

his grip on Kasmine loosened,

attack you’ve suffered in the past six months? Wasn’t luck or surveillance. It was him. Or her. Maybe even more than one.”

between them, not sure what the fuck I was watching anymore. This wasn’t a negotiation. It was

spoke as if he were reading a grocery list, and somehow that made it ten times

No one can tell me

“You’re bluffing,” Nagel spat.

how long your next run lasts before your next warehouse gets hit, your safe house goes hot, or your brother’s convoy mysteriously explodes in Paraguay.” The asshole brought out a stick of cigarette and

for your survival. You have a traitor. I know who it is. But if you kill her,” Saint’s eyes flicked to Kasmine,

stepped closer again. One more inch and Nagel’s men would’ve

But they didn’t.

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