Number 102
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Ongoing46m
Last published Tue, Sep 14, 2021
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Diego
I've definitely heard of him.
"I wanted you to kill him"he replied, requesting practically the impossible
That absurd,
Killing Diego is equivalent to committing suicide........
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Three year after the mysterious disappearance of her father,Danica Philips, a 17 year old high schooler is forced to fend for her self and her sick mother.
Everything seems to be going fine until she meet Mr Pete,her father's old friend,who happened to be the leader of a secret organization she knew nothing about,
When she is forced into paying her father's debts,she has to repay him back the only was she was given an option to,by working as a spy in his organization on a billionaire and owner of a big car manufacturing company.
Whilst digging for dirt, she finds something even more worse than she expected, something that could maybe save her and bring both of them down
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"I don't even know exactly how it happened,
But I managed to get my self involved in the most dangerous organization I knew about.......... "
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