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    Cedric was nothing more than a regr businessman. It wouldn’t be hard.


    It was just a matter of how long Dani could protect him.


    Even the most skilled make mistakes. When the moment came, a single bullet would suffice.


    Hamilton replied, “If he does die, it will just show he’s unworthy of being the heir to the McCoy family. My eldest son needs to go through something like this.”


    Ghost replied, “Understood.”


    Meanwhile, Cedric’s phone buzzed with a text from Mose.


    “Boss, Ghost from the McCoy family is here.”


    Cedric nced at Dani, who was lounging on the sofa, watching TV, and asked, “What’s he here for?”


    Mose replied, “Looks like he’s here for you.”


    Cedric’s worry grew. “Is he after me or my wife?” This was a pivotal question.


    If Ghost came for him, he didn’t mind it.


    But if it was Dani Ghost was after, he would take immediate action to deal with him.


    “He’s here for you, but he seems hesitant about something. I don’t get it. It’s just you and Dani. Why doesn’t Ghost just shoot you in the head?”


    Cedric surveyed his surroundings carefully.


    His eyes locked onto a perfect vantage point.


    It was an ideal spot for a headshot, a perfect hiding ce.


    Yet Ghost had been in position for at least a day without making a move.


    Cedric couldn’t make sense of it.


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    Deciding to provoke a reaction, he adjusted his posture, positioning himself more clearly in Ghost’s line of sight.


    “Cedric.” Dani’s voice broke through the stillness.


    Cedric spun around. “What is it?”


    “Come here for a second.”


    Cedric walked over.


    Dani patted the space beside her on the sofa. “Sit here.”


    Cedric hesitated but eventually sat down beside her.


    As soon as he settled, Dani resumed watching TV, her attention absorbed in the show, giving no sign she wanted to talk.


    Just as Cedric prepared to leave, Dani spoke again, still facing the TV.


    “Stay here and watch TV with me.”


    Cedric remained seated, quietly watching the screen.


    Another text pinged in.


    “Boss, why didn’t Ghost take the shot? Is he scared? Does he know you’re Lone Wolf’s leader?”


    Cedric quickly typed back, “He shouldn’t know. I haven’t been involved with Lone Wolf in years.”


    Mose questioned, “So what’s he waiting for? What’s he afraid of? Why not just finish it already? What’s his deal?”


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