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Hunter sat at the head of the Brotherhood’s table, his gaze sharp as Casper laid out the plan with meticulous precision. The room hummed with tension, each member acutely aware of the risks but unwilling to voice dissent. This was the kind of gamble that could dismantle Jonathan’s empire—or destroy them entirely.

“We move on the northern hub first,” Casper said, his finger tracing the map in front of him. “Alejandro’s resources will be instrumental here. His people know the terrain, and their intel on the supply routes is solid.”

Hunter’s lips pressed into a thin line at the mention of Alejandro. The history between them wasn’t just water under the bridge—it was a storm, a maelstrom of unresolved grudges and betrayals. Yet, despite the unspoken tension, he gave a curt nod.

“Fine. Loop him in,” Hunter said, his voice cold but decisive. “But keep him on a leash. I don’t want any surprises.”

Casper glanced at him, hesitating for a fraction of a second before continuing. “Alejandro’s alre
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