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Intro. Between Shadows and Promises In Boston, Massachusetts, the city always seemed to be enveloped by a cold fog coming in from the harbor. Skyscrapers reflected pale lights on the Charles River as the night hid secrets on every street. Andrew Barber was one of those secrets. At 38, he was known as the city's most ruthless prosecutor. Ex-military. Former agent of an organization that officially never existed. Owner of the private security company Hórus Security. Men like Andrew weren't made for love. He was six feet tall, with an athletic body shaped by years of war, brown hair that was always cut too short, and cold blue eyes that seemed to analyze every person as a potential target. Nobody got too close. Even Luisa Cullen.
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Intro. Between Shadows and Promises In Boston, Massachusetts, the city always seemed to be enveloped by a cold fog coming in from the harbor. Skyscrapers reflected pale lights on the Charles River as the night hid secrets on every street. Andrew Barber was one of those secrets. At 38, he was known as the city's most ruthless prosecutor. Ex-military. Former agent of an organization that officially never existed. Owner of the private security company Hórus Security. Men like Andrew weren't made for love. He was six feet tall, with an athletic body shaped by years of war, brown hair that was always cut too short, and cold blue eyes that seemed to analyze every person as a potential target. Nobody got too close. Even Luisa Cullen.
Andrew Barber
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Andrew Barber