CHAPTER SIX HUNDRED AND SEVENTEEN – LAYERS OF SUBTERFUGE

The next 24 hours passed in a blur of frantic planning and sleepless nights. Jasmine and Marco huddled in a series of safe houses, poring over the evidence Anthony had presented and strategizing their next move. "We need to accelerate our timeline," Marco insisted, his eyes bloodshot from lack of sleep. "Anthony's onto us. If we don't act now, we'll lose our window of opportunity." Jasmine nodded, rubbing her temples. "Agreed. But we need to be careful. One wrong move and we're all done for." They spent hours refining their plan, planting false information about a major cartel deal that was set to go down in just a few days. The bait was carefully crafted – tantalizing enough to lure Anthony in, but with just enough inconsistencies to make him doubt his own intelligence. As the deadline Anthony had given her approached, Jasmine steeled herself for their next encounter. She had to play her part perfectly, walking the razor's edge between desperation and defiance. When Anthony calle