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“I’ve already got my own snipers in place and surveillance set up. Whatever he does to prepare, I’ll know about it, and it will be dealt with.” “A week out? You’ve got people in place a week out?” Killian adopts a humble expression. “One can never be too careful.” “You said no one knew of your plans, only the desired outcome. If you’ve already got assets in place—” “Freelancers,” he interrupts, nodding. “None of whom know each other, who I work for, or who the target is, other than from a photo that will be provided to them moments before Dimitri arrives.” I drum my fingers on the table, thinking. “It could take hours, maybe days, to get your people to verify the whereabouts of the weapon. What if it’s sitting in a cargo container on a dock in Tripoli?” With total confidence, Killian

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