Deadly Game
"Incredible. You actually skimmed Thorne's personal network. This is enough to ruin him."
"I don't want to ruin him yet," I whispered, my voice dripping with ice. "I want to challenge him. Erase me, Zero. Make it so Aria never existed."
"Consider it done," Zero muttered, hitting a final, definitive keystroke. "As of right now, your digital footprint is dead. Your facial recognition profiles at the borders are corrupted, and your bank accounts are wiped. To Malakai Thorne, you are a ghost." He reached into his coat pocket and slid a pristine, black titanium card across the crate toward me. "Here is your new identity. Welcome back to the underworld, Viper."