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reader, the massive holographic screen at the front o

reamed, her voice cracking as she lunged across the table, her re

k of her wrist, twisted her arm behind her, and shoved he

erhead projector stabilized into a c

n handing the silver briefcase of Silver Valley territorial development and minera

easure doing business. Wire the rest of the gold to my offshore account, and

ike stone statues, their eyes bulging as they stared at the unmis

ked chair as if struck across the face with an iron bar,

to frame me!" Jalyn scrambled up from the carpet, h

finger across the crystal sensor. "Then let's look

layered scent spectrum chart displaying the microscopi

cutting through her sobs. "Your cheap rose perfume layered over your sou

own at her trembling figure. "Not even the Alpha K

gnarled finger at her nose. "You... you vicious little viper! Yo

of Johnston's suit jacket. "Alpha! Save me! Our families are

if her fingers were covered in sewage, though his stiff posture showed he

ergency enforcer beacon on my wrist. "Since the Alpha is too worrie

e as Marcus Hayes, Apex's iron-fisted Gamma and Chief of Secu

locked onto the Rogue scent chart floating in

ou are under arrest." Marcus strode straight toward h

oration!" Jalyn scrambled backward, releasing a b

allic restraints from his utility belt-pure silver suppression cuff

around Jalyn's wrists. The instant the silver touched her skin

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Her legs gave out completely, and she collapsed onto her stoma

the upper arms, and dragged her limp, scream

!" Her red fingernails tore uselessly at the ru

in, save for the quiet hum of the

stal out of the slot, and turned my g

o," I said, tossing the tiny crystal up an inch and catching it i