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Maverick peeled off the lab coat. The hostages gasped. The mercenaries raised their weapons. Fenris smiled—a crocodile’s grin.

Maverick had two options. Go loud and risk the switch. Or go deep. maverick igi

“Hostage count?” Maverick asked, loading his signature modified sidearm—a gun that fired smart-darts laced with a neural paralytic. Maverick peeled off the lab coat