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65. Go Deeper Into The Truth!
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“Prostitution?” Dave echoed, his jaw nearly hitting the floor. “But how could it even be illegal prostitution? Dyesi doesn’t look like that kind of person. Why would you think she’s into something like that?”

Franco scoffed, shaking his head. “Dyesi may not come across as a slut, but in case you’ve forgotten, crimes don’t come stamped on people’s foreheads. You can’t always tell if someone is guilty just by looking at them. But if you consider the situation from a certain angle, you’d start to see signs. Dyesi is involved in prostitution—one way or another.”

His confidence was chilling.

“For starters,” Franco continued, “the hotel. That place didn’t even have a name. When I stepped outside, I was stunned. Who runs a hotel without a name on the building? That’s a classic move in illegal prostitution syndicates. Dyesi’s secret isn’t just prostitution—it’s something much deeper.”

“So what are we going to do now?” Dave asked, voice low and serious.

Franco clenched his teeth. He hadn’t bee
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