Chapter 394. The Mole Situation
Author: FOCA
last update2026-06-23 06:37:34

"The kid held his ground," Alexei had grumbled earlier, his Russian accent thick and rough.

"But he brought up a mole. Looked right at me when he said it, like he already knew something," Alexei went on. Ricardo had gone still at that, his sharp gaze narrowing. Harry wasn't just some entertainment newcomer dabbling in their drug trade anymore. Now he looked like a possible leak, a crack forming in their fortified empire. The exchange with Alexei hadn't felt like chance. It had the feel of someo
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