09/29/2026
"Get out! I'm sick of your entitled attitude!"
He shoved me hard against my own chest.
I kept my eyes locked on his angry, badge-wearing face.
I wasn't backing down an inch.
I had every right to be standing on that boat.
Before the cop could lose his temper completely, a sharp voice cut through the dock.
"Back away. Right now."
My boss stepped into view, her expression icy and unyielding.
The police captain stammered, realizing he had crossed the line with the wrong person.
He looked back at me, realizing he just walked into a massive trap.
Little did he know, this yacht belonged to the most powerful man in the city.
And I was the only one holding the keys.
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