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Chapter 116: A Clean, Professional Job
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The room is heavy with silence when I finally make my decision. If I’m going to start a war, I can’t do it alone. I need men who live and breathe battle. Not thugs. Not mercenaries who’ll scatter when the heat rises. I need professionals.

That’s how Kelly and Lopez enter my world.

Kelly is the kind of man you can’t ignore. He walks into a room like he owns it, flashing a grin sharp enough to cut through steel. Charismatic, witty, fearless he hides the scars of war behind a charm that could win over anyone, even his enemies. He talks fast, thinks faster, and when he laughs, you forget he’s killed more men than he cares to count.

Lopez, on the other hand, barely speaks. He communicates with his fists, his eyes, and the brutal efficiency of his actions. Where Kelly is fire, Lopez is stone. He is the kind of man who doesn’t need words to command respect his silence is louder than any threat. Together, they’re the perfect balance.

I brief them in a dimly lit warehouse, the air heavy with t
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