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Jack felt a sudden chill creep down his spine, his mind reeling from the shock. He could hardly believe what he was hearing. “Her?” he said, his voice barely above a whisper. “You mean… my wife?” The man in front of him gave a slow, deliberate nod. “Yes,” he confirmed. “But I need to make one thing clear—I’m not the one who placed the tracker. She did.”
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