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Peter
“Where’s Kent?” Esguerra asks when I walk into the small, modern building that serves as his office. He prefers to conduct business away from the house and family—never mind that Nora is well versed in the ins-and-outs of his illegal empire.
“How should I know?” I reply as I take a seat next to Yan, who’s looking at his phone. Ilya and Anton are already here as well, with Ilya happily munching on a cookie from the platter that Ana must’ve brought in again. “Isn’t he staying in the house with you?”
Esguerra frowns. “He was making the rounds with the guards this morning.” He glances at one of the many TV monitors lining the walls, then faces us. “Looks like we’ll have to fill him in later. I have a call coming up.” His gaze swings to me. “Any word from Henderson?”
“No, and I wo
