The sirens of three patrol cars wailed in the distance, their blue lights refracting through the torrential rain. They had him pinned against the harbor. Detective Stoyanov stepped out of the lead car, megaphone in hand.
Viktor was a "Ghost," a specialized courier for items the government didn’t want to exist. In his coat pocket was a drive containing the digital signatures of the region's most powerful oligarchs. To the police, he was a thief. To the men who hired him, he was a loose end. But as the gale force winds began to whip the masts of the moored sailboats into a frenzy, Viktor felt a strange sense of immunity. nad_zakona_ss_vyatra
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