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"No," Suellen said, pulling off her wig. "Not gone. We still have the real estate codes to Stein's empty shell companies. And a cop who just looked the other way." She turned, her eyes glittering like the sea below. "We don't need his money. We need his access . This city didn't eat us tonight, girls. It just gave us a better menu."

"Dona Helena," he said, kissing Bárbara's hand. "You have the deeds?" As Panteras 171 Na Cidade Maravilhosa

"Leonardo Stein," the taller one said. "You are under arrest for money laundering and ties to a militia group controlling West Zone construction." "No," Suellen said, pulling off her wig

They met Stein in a penthouse suite overlooking the Pedra da Gávea . He was a bulldog in a Brioni suit, smelling of cigars and impatience. And a cop who just looked the other way

The officer turned to them. "And you three…" He picked up one of the fake deeds. His eyes were sharp, tired. "This is very good. Swiss bond forgery, 2024 watermarks. Almost undetectable."

Then Karine whispered, "Five million… gone."