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Chapter 15 The Price Of The Crown
They flew her out at dawn.
Not on a private jet.
Not on a helicopter.
A military-grade aircraft with black windows and no logos.
Piloted by men who didn't speak, escorted by two agents who wouldn't look her in the eye. She didn't ask questions.
Didn't flinch.
She just clutched her silver clutch like a talisman, knowing the flash drive inside
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