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Damien

"We need to talk," I curtly said to the other man at the end of the line.

"You want to turn yourself in?" Michael asked.

"And prevent you from actually doing your job? You wish," I sarcastically replied.

I heard a scoff. "Why now?"

"Because my life and that of my family are at stake because I want you to get the justice you've always wanted, because I am tired of looking over my shoulders, take your pick," I replied to his question.

"I do not trust you, Moretti," He muttered in a hard voice.

"And you think I do?" I fired back.

"At least we both know where we stand," He curtly replied.

I was going out on a limb here because Michael and I had a common enemy. The Founder's Association. This mysterious clique was behind numerous murders and the destruction of countless businesses and properties.

The only reason I was even thinking about joining forces with the detective was that he hated the Founder's Association with as much passion as I did. He was my unwanted ally for