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Her jaw tightened. "You expect me to believe that?"

She was hunting.

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Her contact was late. Twenty-three minutes late. That wasn't just a bad sign—it was a eulogy. Her jaw tightened

The rain over Manila had a way of making secrets feel heavier. Skyla Novea Abella knew this better than most. She stood under the awning of a shuttered laundry shop, the wet wind tugging at the collar of her trench coat. Inside her pocket, a USB drive no bigger than her thumbnail held the only copy of a shipping manifest that could put three powerful men in prison for life. " she whispered.

"You're lying," she whispered.