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Chapter 45: Not for Sale
Author: Sam Shelby
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The music behind them seemed to fade for a moment. Rhea froze. Johnny tilted his head slightly, that familiar grin spreading again—the kind that said he wasn’t sure what was coming next, but whatever it was, he was ready for it.

“After you,” he said, his hand gesturing for the guards to lead the way.

He couldn’t help but feel proud of himself. Grabbing the still-shocked detective by the waist, Johnny followed as they were led behind the velvet curtains. The lights dimmed. A narrow hallway stretched before them, humming faintly with the bass from the club above. At the end of it was a small elevator, guarded by another man in black.

Rhea took a deep breath, her mind racing. She contemplated whether to call for backup. Everything about this screamed trap. But when she turned to Johnny, the quiet confidence in his eyes steadied her nerves. Somehow, this reckless idiot made her believe they’d be fine.

The elevator required a special key card, and the waiter inserted his with a practiced f
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