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“Misha’s death has to do with blackmail and a corrupt politician named Grant Chatworth. Yes, he’s arrogant as his name sounds. This man is involved in all kinds of illegal shit from money laundering, embezzlement, prostitution, and the list goes on. I think you get the picture. It makes sense now why it was a hit and so public. It didn’t come from the underground directly but from someone more dangerous because Chatworth toes the line between the legal and illegal word.” “So, let me get this straight. Misha had blackmail on Chatworth that Chatworth couldn’t risk getting out, so he murder Misha.” Toni repeats a short version of the information. “Essentially. There’s one more thing. That Mona

to join the Consortium. He narrowed his eyes at the fabricated transcripts, nodding once. “She’s ambitious,” he murmured to the associate beside him. “Dangerously so. But predictable.” “Should we initiate contact?” the associate asked. “Not yet. Let her come to us. Ambition always hungers. And we feed it slowly.” Back in Istanbul, Camilla paced the private war room. “Isadora, tell me again how secure this relay is.” “We’re using three rotating proxies and a ghost server bounced through Reykjavik. Even if they try to backtrack the signal, they’ll hit dead ends for days. Long enough for us to locate their command nexus.”

Netaeylae* *What the fuck? We don’t need a damn group chat. We can fucking mind link. Nash* *And your point? Mykynzye* *Umm...can someone help? I am not sure what is going on, but I am floating. Mykayla* *WHAT? Devon*

She asked. Steve grinned faintly. He already understood that the beautiful woman had forgotten him. The other side sighed in annoyance, angry that Fiona had forgotten the events of that night. "You've completely forgotten." He said. "What do you mean?" interrupted Fiona until she put her body first. Steve again carved a smile until it formed a seesaw that was so obvious on the corner of the lips. He thrust the body, approached the woman, and whispered; "Mariposa Hotel." ***

Mia groans as she grabs a towel, handing me one as she darts into the room, wrapping the towel around her to answer the phone. “Fen, where are you exactly?” I ask as I hear Mia answer the phone in the room. I walk out just in time to hear her call his name. “I’m at home. Do you want me to portal and come and get you both?” he asks as he is speaking to Mia. Wolves can do this, mind link and speak on the phone at the same time. It’s kind of like having a call on loudspeaker as you send a message or scroll through emails.

I said as I crossed my arms in front of my chest. "I love mint choco." He said and I stopped. "Disgusting!" I hissed and he laughed. "Why is that disgusting? It's good." "I feel like brushing my teeth when I eat that flavour." I shook my head. "Do you have a pet?" He asked. "I have a black labrador at home. How about you?" "Really? I have a labrador too!" He said and I turned to him completely surprised. "Millie.. her name." "Blue.. his name." I turned to him and looked at him straight into his eyes.

He didn't know what to do since there was no connection signal to the chip. "Gael, I am worried something is wrong with her." Diego said as he cleaned the gun in his hand. He held the snipper very close, trying to see through it. "What do you think so?" "Her chip hasn't had any signal all evening. " "Maybe the battery is low or something." No, that's not the case. The chip was built without a battery, except it fell off her hair or accidentally went off or intentionally is put off. Nothing happens to the chip. It is so rugged it can not even be broken."

I took a deep breath as I saw Care and Mia sitting at the edge of the bed. They looked anxious, as though they had made a huge mistake and feared I might punish them. Watching them attentively, I shifted my position to sit between them, ensuring they felt comfortable enough to talk. "So, is there something you two want to tell me?" I asked gently, slipping an arm around each of them. Care gave Mia a quick glance before nodding. "Well... Mia and I have been mind-linking for a couple of weeks now," he admitted softly.

I wasn't in the mood for another of their rambling reports but I had no other choice than to listen. "Pakhan," Mikhail's voice came through the line, a hint of urgency under his usual nonchalance. "The shipment is on it's way. Should arrive by tonight, but there's an issue." I raise an brow, leaning back against the polished black table in my office, "What kind of issue is it?" "A couple of guys, lower level," Mikhail began, "There's some strange behaviour between them. There's some talk about betrayal, but I am uncertain about who's involved. I'm keeping an eye on it for now."

“Done?” Mia raised a brow and flipped open the file, tossing a document onto his bed. “Phone model. Serial number. GPS syncs through a backup server that was still linked to one of our older satellites.” She smirked. “See, I told you . There’s outing I couldn’t do’” Zayden snatched the paper and scanned it, his fingers tightening as he read. “She’s in Southern part of India,” Mia said, watching him like she was reading a chessboard. “Some small town no one’s ever heard of. I cross-referenced the tower pings. She’s there.”