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Chapter 85 Interrogation

Elio turned into the entrance to the yacht club.

The car cut through the sun-bleached drive, tyres hissing against hot concrete.

He said, ‘Spit it out. If you’re in over your head and we can’t help, fine. But if you’re walking into shit alone when we could’ve had your back, that’s not on.’

We passed...