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“What do you mean?”
“Lucas isn’t his real target. Or we don’t believe that he is . . . we believe that Daniel Ritter is using him to get to the real target.”
“Well, who the fuck is the after?”
“We think it’s my father.”
That was all Tucker needed to hear. “Get me the address and whatever else I need to know, and I will meet you there.” Hanging up, he looked at his team and family. “Gear up, we’re going to get my husband.”
He was going to kill Daniel Ritter.
No one messes with my family and lives.
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