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... s game. That slippery bastard was playing him like a cheap fiddle. JARVIS needed a solid ten seconds of uninterrupted call time to pinpoint a signal’s exact location, but Jason—fucking Jason—kept every call under five seconds. The second he hung up, the trace failed, and when he called back, the satellite had to start from scratch. As long as he kept his calls short, Tony couldn’t lock onto his sorry ass.
’What a smug little prick,’ Tony thought, his jaw clenching. "All he’s got is these ...
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