Chapter 22 Betrayal’s Edge

Zurich’s streets were a maze of wet cobblestones and shadowed corners, the city’s pulse a deceptive hum of trams and distant laughter masking its predatory heart. Lena Carver crouched in an alley near the Hauptbahnhof, Zurich’s central station, her Glock a cold anchor in her trembling hands. Her wou...

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