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THIRTY EIGHT

DEVON

I arrived at Miami by two o'clock in the afternoon; the city was very lively and bustling.

"Hey, call Mr. Wick now," I said to one of my men.

"Yes, boss." He went to the side to make a phone call, and after a few minutes, he returned. "Boss, he said we should wait for him at Dreams Hotel."

"Is a hotel safe for such discussions?" I frowned, wondering what the man was thinking.

"He said that Dreams Hotel has private VIP dining rooms, and the doors are soundproof. There are also no cameras in the room, making it the most suitable place for such discussions," he replied.

"Hmm! Okay, then we'll wait for Kevin to bring the cars." I leaned back, took out a cigarette, and lit it before taking a puff. I relaxed, waiting for my men to bring me a car.

I was sitting inside a high-end restaurant, lavishly decorated. People in Miami tend to be lavish. Miami is well known for its beaches, especially South Beach.

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