Black Network
Gabe's voice cracked through the receiver.
"Have a safe trip," Kenji said, and hung up.
Across the room, Shinjiro stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass, watching the neon city lights. "Your suits came through," the kid muttered.
"They like to survive," Kenji said, standing up. He stepped onto the Persian rug, keeping a sharp distance from his nephew.
Madame Cleo stepped out of the shadows, arms tight around her tablet. "The new layout needs capital," she said.
"Where's it going?" Shinjiro asked.
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