CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND THIRTY-EIGHT

AGENT AGUERO

“This shit is crazy.” I say, leaning back on my chair.

Miller laughs, but there’s nothing light about the laughter. It's dark and makes me shift uncomfortably. He takes a slow sip from his cup like he’s trying to swallow down something heavier than the alcohol.

“Tell me about it. I just...

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