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Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Grandfather
Author: Ash Fleming
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Michael walked through the safe house. Guards lined the hallways. Weapons visible. Eyes watching his every move. This was a fortress. A place designed to keep enemies out.

Or keep prisoners in.

They led him to a room on the second floor. Large. Well furnished. Windows overlooking the city. And sitting in a leather chair by the fireplace was Yuri Federov.

He looked exactly like his photo. Older now. Grey hair. Deep lines in his face. But his eyes were sharp. Alert. Dangerous.

“Alexander Kane,” F
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