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Marvin noted, pulling up the secure contacts directory. "Not when we show them Moretti's contracts," Lina said, something dangerous in her voice. "We give them guaranteed safety, union backing, and a clean way out. We leave Tanaka with zero civilian partners." Sophia grinned, opening a new encryption node. "I'll pull the list of the vulnerable suppliers right now. We bypass the regular media entirely." "Get a secure spot in the Financial District, Marvin," Lina ordered. "Keep it quiet. Encrypted invites only."

Conrad led me to the far corner, where the imposing safe was built into the wall. Conrad stood in front of the safe, his broad frame blocking my view as he quickly keyed in a combination. His movements were deliberate, his fingers moving so fast I couldn’t catch the sequence. With a faint beep, the safe clicked open. Inside, stacks of documents lay neatly arranged in labeled envelopes. To one side, bundles of crisp foreign currency were stacked like bricks, their colorful bands contrasting against the muted tones of paper and metal. Conrad reached inside, pulling out one of the thicker envelopes. He turned to me, his expression unreadable but his eyes watchful. “Everything you need to know i

Teams of men in dark suits with enough firepower to take out a small country sat at every doorway protecting their famous employers. Considering that Ella had been coordinating everything for the past two weeks with just about every security firm on the planet, she knew that this was probably the safest place on earth. The logistical nightmare of getting every firm on board with the overall security company hired by Connor Conglomerate had been massive, but the checks made it worthwhile.

Conrad outwardly frowns but decides to listen to her wolf. She can feel Nicola's eyes burning into her side, and she can feel the sensation of nausea and anxiety crawling over her. "How did you get the child to safety, Beta Rosser? Was she harmed, too?" Eliza Martinique asks, peering down at Conrad from her seat in the front row. "No. I was the only one harmed; I made sure of that. There was silver on the gun I was hit with, so it's not healing as it usually would," Conrad explains, tucking a piece of hair behind her ears.

His thin red hair shining amongst the lights, and bright eyes smiling as if he loves his job and is the happiest man alive. "Sorry Mr. Steel. Had we known you were arriving we would have had a more secure entrance." I raise a brow not sure who the hell this guy is. Noticing my skepticism, he holds his hand out to shake. "I'm Conrad and I'm in charge of security. We help celebrities and high profiles get inside the building without hassle of the paparazzi." "Are you okay?" I take my attention off Conrad, and directed it toward Tate. She seems a little frazzled, as she nods.

So I drank my coffee and let them do what they came to do. Leander had called the night before. He was not the kind of man who asked for permission when he decided something was necessary, and I had stopped pretending that irritated me. He explained the setup clearly: cameras in the corridor, a secondary coded lock on the front door, and a direct alert system connected to his security team. "Conrad moved once," he had said over the phone. "He will move again. I am not waiting for that to happen before putting something between him and you."

As they sat still, thinking about everything that had happened, they were just glad that they escaped. Back at his lavish safe house, Connor received a call that sent shivers down his spine. He had been engrossed in a business meeting, discussing deals worth millions, when his phone buzzed urgently. Excusing himself from the boardroom, he stepped into his private office, feeling an uneasy premonition.

Callie looked at me with confusion. "We went there, I didn't see a camera," she said slowly. Her face was scrunched in concentration. "No, you wouldn't have," I answered. "But you did?" Alessio asked. I nodded. "Mind giving us a little more information?" Callie asked. I loved working her up when I had information she didn't yet have. "There's this company, Safe and Secure," I started. "Your brother's company?" Callie asked.

Conrad entered the basement in Big Margaret's house, his footsteps echoing as he walked towards the safe. The safe was there, staring at him, silent and unyielding, like a guardian of untold secrets. Certainly, it was something of great value. He licked his lips, staring at the steel box embedded in the wall, its numerical keypad waiting, daring him to unlock it. This was his chance. His golden ticket.

As the car vanished into the far distance, Macmillan noticed Conall was still staring at the direction. When Conall said he would enter the cafe alone, he really was worried. Being the heir of the HUDS GLOSSIO. INC. And the CEO of many other companies Conall surely had enemies, even the people who smiled at him everyday came with vicious purpose so he needed tight security always. All his bodyguards were top-notch. But like Conall said, he really did go alone. Seeing the environment everyone felt like something was different with conall for the first time. And they couldn't wait to see who dared make their boss do that until they finally saw the person.