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... s study desk, each folder thick with damning evidence. Two days of reconnaissance. Two days of diving into memories that would haunt normal men for life.
Two days of discovering that his father had somehow managed to piss off the worst criminal organizations on the planet.
"This should be some kind of cosmic joke." he muttered, rubbing his temples.
His scouting missions to Greycairn and Ashridge estates had followed the same pattern—falcon reconnaissance, invisible infilt ...
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