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“That’s right, Captain. We can’t beat Max Lane. Let’s just figure out a way to avoid him.” Jordan grunted coldly as he listened to his teammates discuss this. Avoid Max Lane? Max Lane was now UN Club’s secret weapon, and he was a mid-laner. That wily, old fox, Felix, would figure out a way to expand Max’s influence. He would never let Max back out of the tournament. With such a good player like Max, Felix would keep using him in tournaments! Even the audience was cheering Max all the way. The Great Maximus. Hah!

I ask excitedly, gripping the phone tighter in my palm. “So is that a yes?” “Yes!” I practically squeal. “I’ll uh…” my voice trails off as I suddenly realize that I don’t actually have a way to get to the club. But hell, I’m resourceful. I’ll figure it out. I’ll take a damn cab if I have to. “I’ll be there soon,” I finish, grinning from ear to ear. “Use the entrance around back, Max will be there to let you in.” I open my mouth to respond and to thank him for the opportunity, but the line goes dead, indicating that he’s hung up. I guess phone etiquette is an afterthought when you’ve got a busy club to manage.

The very worst. He'd been counting on finding Lumen soon after he got back. He needed her to tell him to stay the course, they had a plan, because right now he wanted to burn the whole fucking thing down. His phone vibrated. Max pulled it out and looked at the screen, but all he saw was a generic message. Which meant it wasn't a text or some other application. It was the Aegis Group communication app. The world seemed to slow. He stopped breathing. His heart stilled. The only thing that moved was his thumbs. He tapped on the app, input his security code and brought up the message.

Max POV Unknown Number: Loved meeting you tonight. You should come join us at The Rocks. Max: Ah who is this and how did you get my number? Unknown Number: First you call me by the wrong name and then you forget you gave me your number? My eyes shoot up as I look at Levi “Did you give Grace my number?”

“Out of the leverage. Out of the choice.” Max shook his head slowly. “That’s not how it works anymore.” “Why?” “Because you know too much,” he replied. “And because they won’t believe you’re irrelevant.” She laughed bitterly. “So I’m trapped.” “For now,” Max said. Her phone buzzed on the counter. Both of them froze. She looked down. Another message. UNKNOWN: We’re losing patience. Max reached for the phone before she could stop him. He read the message once, expression hardening.

But it settled into my stomach like something sour. “Thanks,” I murmured, refocusing on my plate. A few minutes later, Max excused himself to use the restroom. I watched him disappear around the corner, the quiet hum of the café filling in behind his absence. That’s when it happened. His phone buzzed. Twice. It was faced up on the table, the bright screen lighting up against the dark wood. My eyes flicked toward it on instinct. One message. From a contact saved only with an emoji. No name. Just a chess pawn.

If the other party wanted to dig further, he or she would definitely pay attention to her backup account. But five minutes later, Nicole was still staring at an empty chat box. She frowned. The person on the other side seemed more cunning and cautious than she thought. Nicole could not help but wonder if she had made a mistake somewhere and spooked them. Max was in a meeting at Johnson Group when he heard a notification on his mobile phone. The system automatically displayed an IP address, which was the location of Lucifer, who was daring enough to use a proxy account to accept jobs.

My fingers flew over the keyboard, typing out a plea I never thought I would ever make. 'Lucian, it’s Max. He’s in the hospital. He needs a kidney transplant, and I can’t… Please. He needs you… Call me back when you see this'

Calloway quickly pulled out the scanner and swiped the card again. Beep! ACCESS DENIED. My heart dropped again, but Maxmillian remained calm. Too calm. He took out his phone and made a single call. “Check my black card ending in 0453. Now.” Piper crossed her arms, smirking like she already knew what was coming. I shot her a glare. A few moments passed before a muffled voice responded on the other end of the call. Then, just as quickly as his face had hardened, Maxmillian’s lips curved into something cold.

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