The heavy steel chains of the crane began to whir, slowly lowering the black Toyota Tundra back down to the asphalt. The heavy tires touched the ground with a soft, authoritative thud. Marcus slipped his phone back into his pocket, his expression remaining perfectly cold and unreadable. He had not just reclaimed his vehicle; he had utterly dismantled the authority of the men who thought they owned the streets.
Police Had a CEO’s Toyota Tundra Lifted as Stolen — Then the Chief Saw His Signature on the Entire Patrol Fleet Contract
Chapter 7
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