Maya's hand flew to the ignition button, the engine of her sedan roaring to life with a sharp hum. She threw the transmission into reverse, glancing in the rearview mirror as the man in the trench coat stepped back, holding up an open leather identification folder against the glass. The brass badge reflected the harsh fluorescent lights of the garage: *Federal Bureau of Investigation — Financial Crimes Division.* Beside the…
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