Paladin Protocol: Reclaiming What's Mine

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the three luxury SUVs. Doors fly open and a dozen federal agents in black tactical gear

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his eyes locked on me. He holds up a single document, its header

Asset Scott immediately," Miller commands,

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at the entrance flickers to life. The smiling face of the schoo

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IDENTITY: [REDACTED]. CIA SPECIAL ACTIVITIE

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iller. "The trust

encryption key tied directly to Mr. Scott's biometric data. It's been untouchab

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, show them the rest. School security

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from his hands. And then, the footage from just twenty minutes ago appears. It clearly shows Caleb taking

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shrieks, his voice cracking. "They masterminded it! After Brian 'died,' they said it

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