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“Please stay in the helicopter, and we’ll inform you as soon as we’re sure it’s safe.”

A few minutes later, the helicopter touched down on the pad, and the three agents immediately filed out, dropping to the concrete and fanning out; their eyes searched the surrounding tree line and the house, looking for any sign of danger. I wasn’t sure what I had expected when we walked inside, but it wasn’t this. My eyes immediately tracked to the exposed flesh, and I unconsciously licked my lips. “How old—”

“Fucktard!” one of the guys at the small table shouted and kicked it so hard that pieces flew through the air and rained on the hardwood floors. Nina seemed to think that’s precisely what it was. A bald guy sat on one of the couches, wearing nothing but an open shirt and a pair of swim shorts. She held her bottom lip between her teeth as she stared longingly at the lines of coke running across the table’s glass surface. Then we followed her back to the house, with Chloe and I in the lead while the pilot followed last, trouncing across

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