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... warehouse. The air smelled of dust and metal. The place was quiet and the gate looked old and lonely, like no one had touched it for years.
It was the kind of entrance no one would ever suspect led to a house like Jax’s.
Jax pushed his car door open and stepped out. His face was tight and angry as his boots hit the ground hard.
He reached behind his back, lifted his shirt a little, and tucked his gun into the waistband of his trousers. The cold metal pressed against his ...
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