Chapter 89 The Hound’s Dead End

Dwayne wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and lowered his voice. "What did Mr. Wolfe ask you to do? Maybe I can help."

A fawning smile plastered across his face, but inside, Dwayne's stomach churned with unease.

The Sinclair family in Washington?

Why was Mr. Wolfe targeting the Sinclair fami...

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