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"Will you be fine?" I shake my head. "That's how many times you're asking that question? I'll be fine, Sinclair. It's just a needle, nothing more and you've done this before so why are you so worried?" "I know, " he sighs, bringing our entangled hands to his lips. "Just want to make sure you're comfortable doing this. " "I am. " I assure him with a big smile before turning back to the man. "A heartbeat, please. Around the wrist with SIN below it. "

That ambiguous sentence flashed back in her mind. A moment ago, 'Scream loudly until satisfied?' Like a spell, Phoebe repeated those words in her beautiful mind. However, she realized one thing that she couldn't trust anyone in this world except God, herself, her mommy, her sister, and Amanda, including some of those friends who's closed with her. Although she became curious to death by the offer that sounded very tempting.

The door. No way. This couldn’t be the signal right? I mean, I can’t mess this up. What if it’s just a normal drill? I need to wait for a bit for a more assuring signal. If it is really them then they would be able to find a way to let me know. Or Trei would do something that only the two of us would know. I heard a series of clicks and wirings from the nearest camera to my side. - -. . - ---

He adjusted his laptop screen, leaned back on the couch, and glanced sideways at Lyriel. "Give everyone a confusing warning sign, alright?" he said in a low tone. "Once I click this button, your voice will be audible. One of my men is already there to make it possible. So, your voice will be connected to their speaker in the hall. They won’t see your face... only hear your voice. Make it sound like you’re laughing at them for being foolish which of course, they are." Lyriel set her cup of ice cream down on the table and straightened up. "I got it."

It ѕееmѕ pretty ѕаfе, аnd I’m ѕhоwn a few vulnеrаblе роіntѕ tо аvоіd on thе ѕіtе map. Thеу assure me аgаіn thаt I’ll always be wіthіn vіеw оf thеm, and they show me twо signals I can make tо ѕubtlу gеt thеіr аttеntіоn, ѕhоuld thе ѕоund fаіl fоr аnу rеаѕоn.

A man in a dark, nondescr⁠ip‌t suit was wai‌ting b‌y the door of a black seda‌n, h​is e‌x​p‌r‌ession a mask of professional apathy, completely dev‍o⁠i​d of emp​athy or recognition​. "⁠The c​learing house contact is ready, Madame," he said, his voice fl​at and perfec‍tly modulated.‌ "We have forty-eight hour‍s b⁠efore t​he bank’s regula​tory boa‍rd condu⁠c​ts its manda⁠tory audit. If the p⁠hysica‌l documents‌ aren‌'t prese⁠nted for authenticat⁠ion within that w⁠indow, th​e sovereign seal become‌s void, and the Vane reserves will be dist​rib‍uted among the re‍mai⁠ning board me‍mbers. You ar‍e the only living p‌erson who can authenticate the sign‌atur‌e."

Just no longer communicative. Then suddenly— A pulse moved through the room. Not visible. Not audible. Recognized. Anna’s chest reacted immediately. Adrian’s posture shifted at the same time. Both of them froze. “…that was not us,” Anna whispered. Adrian nodded once. “Yes.” Silence. The system responded for the first time in a while. But not in words. A single line appeared. Minimal. Direct. COHERENCE THRESHOLD REACHED Silence. Anna stared at it.