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Atlanta, Georgia – Thursday 09:00

A Spanish conversation, growing louder by the moment, grabbed Liam Cavanaugh’s attention.  Casually lowering the newspaper he held before his face, he looked across the Gate F28 waiting area at four, finely dressed Colombians strolling toward the boarding counter.

The largest of the four men, Jose, the ever-faithful mentor to the man-brat, Xavier Montego, handed four tickets to the young woman behind the counter, before turning to stand watch. The rest faced each other, continuing their boisterous conversation, oblivious to anyone else in the area.

Liam shook his head. A sicario would have no problem moving within killing distance of Xavier, and the brave and loyal Jose would be the first one to die. Liam grimaced. The heir to the Montego dynasty should be thankful to have such loyalty, but unfortunately, he felt he was entitled to it.

Folding his newspaper, Liam stood…

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