An Hour Earlier.

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Dawson I f*cking on cloud nine. We caught our man. It was a hard hunt, he was a slippery f*cker, but we got him, captured him and delivered him to the government agency that wanted him, and we got a cool thirty million for his bounty. We had arrived home and Aaron was waiting for us on the tarmac. I smiled. I couldn't wait for news of my girl. We had all texted her the moment we could, telling her how much we missed her and loved her. Her texts of love were so soothing to my soul. “Aaron my guy, what a pleasant surprise,” I said, slapping him on the back. “We have to debrief, but please tell us how Isha is?” “She’s great, healthy now.” “What’s that supposed to mean?” Davis asked. “I have a lot to tell you. I’m going to follow you to your office. I nodded. We got in my SUV an

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