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FIFTEEN: The Predator’s Debt
Author: Morningale
last update2026-04-07 23:58:08
As Cai and Andrew stepped out of the store, their arms were laden with high-end bags.

The outside air was crisp, a refreshing change from the artificial luxury scent inside the mall. While they made their way to the parking complex, Andrew dug into his pocket and handed Cai a card.

It was a black card with just the gold Arrow crest shining on it.

"Take this," Andrew said, his tone unusually grounded. "It’s for anything you need. I might not always be around to be your personal banker."

Cai
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