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Detective Marcus Reid had been working undercover for so long that sometimes he forgot which version of himself was real. Standing in the dimly lit warehouse on the outskirts of Chicago, surrounded by men who would kill him without hesitation if they discovered his true identity, he felt the familiar weight of the wire taped to his chest and wondered if tonight would be the night his carefully constructed double life finally collapsed.

"You sure about this guy?" Tony Castellano asked, his gravelly voice echoing off the concrete walls as he gestured toward Marcus with a jeweled hand. "He's been asking a lot of questions lately."

Marcus kept his expression neutral, even as his heart rate spiked. In the three months since he'd infiltrated the Castellano crime family as "Mike Torres," a mid-level drug distributor from Detroit, he'd walked this tightrope dozens of times. One wrong word, one suspicious gesture, and his cover would be blown along with any chance of bringing down one of Chicago's most dangerous criminal organizations.

"Questions are how you stay alive in this business," Marcus replied, injecting just the right amount of defensive irritation into his voice. "You want someone working for you who doesn't ask questions? That's how you end up with cops and feds crawling all over your operation."

Vincent Castellano, Tony's younger brother and the family's enforcer, stepped forward from the shadows. At six-foot-four with arms like tree trunks and dead eyes that had seen too much violence, Vincent was the kind of man who settled disputes with his fists first and questions later. Marcus had watched him beat a man unconscious over a thirty-dollar discrepancy in a drug payment, and he knew that Vincent's suspicions could be fatal.