"Probably," Ian agreed, standing up slowly. "Except for one thing. You think I’m here to steal the codes. I’ve already sent them to my team. I’m just here to keep you occupied while the Swiss authorities freeze your offshore accounts."
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Ian threw a heavy chair through the glass, shattering the reinforced pane, and plummeted into the Zurich night. The parachute deployed with a bone-jarring snap, drifting him toward the dark waters of the lake where a speedboat waited. "Probably," Ian agreed, standing up slowly