Chapter 43

As we slipped through the back door of the casino, my heart pounded in my chest. Fear gnawed at the edges of my mind, questioning whether Talisca had seen through my carefully constructed facade and intended to deliver me to my demise. Yet, I had no choice but to trust the path I had chosen.

We swiftly made our way to Talisca’s safe house, a hidden sanctuary amidst the chaos of the city. The moment we stepped inside, I was greeted by a hive of activity. People bustled about, their every movement purposeful and calculated. The air crackled with a palpable energy, a mix of tension and determination.

Talisca’s voice cut through the clamor as he welcomed me to the heart of his operations. His confidence radiated, his presence commanding. I surveyed the scene, taking in the sight of advanced weaponry strewn about, evidence of a thriving illegal empire. The mingling scents of drugs and the sound of whispered conversations underscored the gravity of the situation.

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