"Ah, well, I knew it would turn out like this."
John muttered as he waved his hand.
As long as the payment account doesn't have Maya's name, it's likely a fake account or virtual identity.
For a retired Special Affairs Bureau agent to survive till now, caution is a mandatory lesson.
Once again, the trail went cold.
John didn't feel he made a mistake in finding it.
Maya has a husband and children; embracing life means exposing weaknesses. As long as two people lie in a hospital bed...
Suddenly, words flashed before John's eyes.
[Scan detected, no signs of hacking.]
John instinctively tightened his grip on the gun, squinted his eyes to switch scans, and traced the red data stream—two assassins in black company suits were crossing the corridor.
[Affiliation: Raqi Industry]
[Scan: Subdermal armor, Single-Molecule Blade, etc.]
The two company assassins, both East Asian descent.
One was tall and thin with cold eyes.
