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“Not in this capacity.”
My hand tightens on my weapon.
“Then maybe you should’ve planned better,” I mutter.
Mila shoots me a look.
Not helping.
Mila
I ignore him.
Focus.
Control.
Always control.
“You’re running an illegal operation,” I say.
Ford hums softly.
“Illegal is such a flexible term.”
My jaw tightens.
“You built Helix,”I push.
“No,” he corrects smoothly. “I refined it.”
That—
That is not better.
“You always were sharp,” Ford continues.
“That’s why you stood out.”
My stomach twists.
Because I know what’s coming.
“That’s why you were flagged.
I freeze.
Jase
Yeah.
I don’t like that.
Not one bit.
“Flagged for what?” I demand.
Ford doesn’t answer me.
