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Chapter 74 (Intel)
Author: Temiloluwa
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"Shit, damn it!" Burke cursed vehemently, his fist connecting with the desk with a resounding thud as he absorbed the news relayed to him over the phone. His frustration was palpable, a storm brewing in his chest.

"Jeremy decided to remain a member of the Dark Horses Guild at the last minute," the voice on the other end reported, every word cutting deeper than a knife.

"Okay, keep me updated, Russell. Do not fail me," Burke replied, his voice a mixture of command and barely contained rage.

As he ended the call, he hurled his damage-proof phone to the floor, the device bouncing harmlessly yet failing to relieve the tension that was coiling tighter within him.

"Elijah and Jessica keep messing up my plans!" he thought bitterly, gritting his teeth as anger swirled in his mind. "Who are these people calling themselves 'the Freaks'?

This is war—an all-out war against anyone who dares to obstruct my path to acquiring Jeremy!"

Burke's temper flared as he paced the room, the shadows of his
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