MARCO
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Twelve hours.
Twelve goddamn hours since I’d left this house for an operation.
The operation, although smooth, was tiring. Having to watch my men load tons of drugs and barrels under the hot sun was exhausting, and I desperately needed rest.
I strode towards my room until it hit me…my prisoner, Cassandra.
How was she coping? I’m sure she’d be in tears, begging to be released.
Curiosity overwhelmed the exhaustion in my body and instead of collapsing into bed or reaching for a drink, I found myself stalking toward the control room.
Just one glance. That’s all I needed.
I opened the door. The light was dim, I looked around, and could see the majority of the guards resting, the room was almost empty except for one guard keeping watch.
Though he sat in
