Chapter 27: Harper’s Visit (Nate POV)

The holding room was cold, the metal chair digging into my back. I’d been here for hours, hands uncuffed but useless, my head pounding from the arrest, that fake chat log still flashing in my mind. “Comp_X: $20K, half now.” Lies, all of it, but the feds didn’t care, brought me in again, said it was ...

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