LOGINEmil's eyes were bloodshot as he growled, "Fuck you!""Well, if you're such a tough guy, come and fight me. I heard the military only takes boys who eat crayons. Aren't you one of them?" the man taunted.Emil balled his fist. If looks could kill, the man would have turned to ash. Even so, Emil could not raise a hand against a compatriot, since he was a veteran who had sworn to protect his nation, which included idiots like this. His past identity held him back.I had no such restraint. I was tired of these loudmouths and needed them to shut up in the only way that worked for me. I slapped the man as hard as I could."Who the hell do you think you are, you pest?" I snarled. "How dare you disrespect our veterans? Without them, you wouldn't have survived this long."Emil shoved the man away and stared at me in disbelief. "S-Sir, I…"I waved him off and glared at the others. "Does bullying a sick woman make you feel like real alpha men? Does it make you feel like you've got your big
"Excuse me? This gentleman asked for me. Find your livelihood somewhere else." The man squared his shoulders, unwilling to let the chance slip. "Have you folks no honor?"These people cared nothing for that."Please, he hasn't even hired you. It's all fair play, man.""It's the free market, Candor. Meritocracy. It isn't the luckiest man who wins; it's the best one, and we need to show this gentleman who that could be.""You sound scared of a little competition. Is that it, Candor? Scared of a fair fight? We're all here looking for work. Why hog a client for yourself?"The crowd gave him no quarter and did everything they could to make him look bad.I sneered to myself. They had tried to shove him out a moment ago, and now they wanted to act like friendly competitors.The man's expression darkened. "My wife stopped taking her meds because we ran out of money. She won't make it if I don't find a way to—""Why should I care about your wife? I don't know her, man.""Did you hear t
"It's not easy to find a veteran," I muttered as I stepped into the market.I scanned the job postings, the crowd, and the mix of skills on display.The place brimmed with graduate students. Not one fit the profile I needed."God, how am I gonna find a veteran like this?" I murmured, shaking my head while I moved through the stalls.An hour slipped by. I was about to give up when I reached a small opening occupied by several middle-aged men with grime on their skin. They had no academic certificates and no advantage of youth. They waited in hope that some employer would notice them before they had to leave the marketplace.Each man had written his abilities on a piece of cardboard. One could fix roofs. One knew sewer maintenance. Others offered general labor.One man stood out. He looked clean and well groomed. His olive-dark skin and straightforward expression gave him an honest, guileless look, yet something in his posture hinted at long years of discipline and training.I had
I was about to pull out my phone to send her the number when Naomi lifted hers with a smug grin. She had already sent a friend request to Jeanine."Please, who do you think I am?" she said with pride."Right. Can't believe I forgot that," I replied in amusement. "I'll let Jeanine know who you are."I called Jeanine and filled her in on our new plan.Before Byleth and I stepped out, Naomi stopped me. "Their mining area isn't the land around Sazaar. It's somewhere else in Samson, the state's capital. Even if we've managed to dethrone the executives, a gang or two will still try to make things difficult for you."She warned, "If you want to stay safe, you need a team of highly qualified security detail at your side."I nodded. "That's exactly what I was planning."This wasn't only about the mining operation in Sazaar. The company had grown larger than ever. We had trustworthy friends and allies, but we had put a few targets on our backs too.I glanced at the unconscious thugs slum
"This is how I uncovered their dirtiest secrets. The kind of disgusting stuff they hide in the shadows."I had suspected Naomi was a hacker, but I wanted her to confirm it. Her answer still surprised me. "So… you're like what? Someone from The Matrix?""What? No! That's basically magic. What I can do is obtain data about anything or anyone. I can track people through their phones and other programs. And so on," she said.I had no idea how any of it worked, but I knew she would become a major asset to my company. Modern warfare relied on information, and business worked the same way. With her on board, Sleeping Giant would gain serious ground."You're amazing!" I said."Ha! Don't let my current situation fool you. All I need is the mood for revenge, and then your secrets will cry out, 'Hello, world!'" she said with a smug grin.I pulled my hand back before untying her.She stared at me. "Hey, get back here!"I lifted a brow. "I don't know if you noticed, but you're the one who n
Naomi widened her eyes in disbelief."You asshole!" she snarled. He wanted her to tie herself up for his twisted amusement."Looks like you don't want to. That's fine by me. Bye." I smiled at her reddening face and turned away.She clenched her jaw so hard I heard it. "Wait. Fine. I'll do it."I stopped in my tracks, though I didn't turn around. A soft rustle drifted from the bed in a steady rhythm.After a few minutes, Naomi called out, her voice small, "I'm done. You can turn around now."I turned and faced a sight that stunned me. She was good at this, far better than those thugs. She had style."You're an even better expert with ropes than those hooligans," I said."Shut your trap," she shot back, her eyes glistening. "Get on with it already.""You said it."I lunged. She screamed and squeezed her eyes shut.…Naomi waited. And waited. She braced for whatever disgusting thing this man planned to do. Resentment simmered through her.She opened her eyes and found Sebasti







