Chapter 28 The Heart’s Decepti

Hong Kong’s hutong alleys were a warren of flickering lanterns and steaming noodle carts, the humid night pressing down like a shroud. Lena Carver sat in the dim glow of a cramped safehouse flat, her Glock resting on her knee, her wounds shoulder, thigh, arm, and hip throbbing beneath blood crusted ...

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