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Chapter 487: Wednesday. New York City, New York.

IGNEY PACED IN A circle, looking down each hall in turn.

Where were they? Had he miscalculated? Were they willing to lose the woman so long as they got the man?

His orders were clear. Get both the man and the woman.

The woman was a symbol. Too many young people had taken to the streets because they listened to others like her.

The man though, he knew things.

Killing the woman was personal. Chasing her had cast him in a bad light. But the man was more important in the grand scheme of things.

"Fuck," Igney muttered. He glanced at a pair of men striding for the doors. "You. Come here."

The men never glanced at him. Because they didn't understand him?

He whirled to face Alban. "Where are the others?"

"I don't know where Delem and Michil are." He grimaced. "I haven't heard from them since we split up to search the building."

That wasn't good.

Igney had heard a lot of gunfire. Was it possible the other men he'd brought with him were dead?

If both Chayan and Pasley escaped, leavin
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