THE LUNA'S SECOND DAWN
"Try not to start any wars. We just cleaned up from last year."
The main deck held perhaps two hundred people, human and supernatural criminals whose combined activities shaped global underground. Elena recognized handles from legendary exploits. Reaper, who'd crashed three stock markets simultaneously. Banshee, whose malware infected every military satellite. Eclipse, the shapeshifter who'd impersonated seven world leaders.
"Fresh meat," someone growled behind her. "PhantomByte thinks Geneva makes them player."
Elena turned slowly, finding a massive werewolf whose scarred face suggested violent history. His handle…Fang, was known for eliminating competition permanently.
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