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Chapter 11: A Private Audience with the Apex Predator
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The walk through the VVIP corridor felt like being escorted to a coronation or an execution. Aïssata walked with an rhythmic grace, her heels making zero sound on the deep pile of the imported carpet, while Rendy followed, feeling every ounce of his "Ultimate Poker Face" skill being put to the test. Every fiber of his suit felt suddenly like a thin layer of armor against a predator who had smelled blood from across the restaurant.

Aïssata pushed open the mahogany doors to a secluded lounge, the
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