This guy, Jack. He’s running all of it. He’s got everyone under his thumb: Black, Bond, Burtis, Groom, Jota, Noircat, and even Misha. He’s the kingpin, the top dog, the faceless puppeteer. Show yourself, Jack. We know your game. We know the players. We even know your business. Jack’s been running a Russian mail order …
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