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... of the mountain.
Quinn Findley carefully picked a fragile purple flower.
As if handling an extremely delicate treasure, a group of rough men carefully handed over a box, "Boss, be careful, steady."
"What the hell are you shouting about; my hands are stiff!"
Quinn put the flower into the box and let out a relieved breath.
This was even harder than gathering intelligence.
"Miss Chloe Stephens, there has been someone following us," Quinn wiped the col ...
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