Chapter 59 LOW-BUDGET SPIES, RED STRING, AND CHAOS THEORY

If someone had told me a month ago that my life would go from filing press releases to planning corporate counterespionage in a coffee shop that smelled like deep-fried oil and desperation, I would have laughed in their face.

But here I was. Sitting in the corner booth of "El Buen Sabor" Café (an i...

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