Phil lounged on the couch, idly playing with a cat by his side. He was teasing the cat with a dried fish, amusement twinkling in his eyes. But the cat suddenly flashed its claws, scratching lines across the back of Phil’s hand. He frowned, tossed away the dried fish, and the cat quickly went after it. Philip sat on the opposite end of the sofa, deep in thought. He used to think he had everything under control, but now he felt like the reins were slipping from his grasp. His phone was ringing off the hook—it was the calls from the people in the bombed mansion. The core members were just injured, but some of the new recruits in training had died. It wasn’t enough to knock Phelps down, but it was certainly a blot on his reputation. His phone buzzed again. “Mr. K, 002 is dead.” 002’s Achilles tendon had been cut, and couldn’t run like the others. So, when the bomb dropped, she was the first to go. 003 wasn’t much better off. She had lost half her life in a prior gambit where she’d deliberately let a target escape to aid Maja’s mission and had been punished for that. But thankfully, Phelps didn’t want her die. This evening, she was severely injured due to the disability. Now, everyone had scattered, settling down elsewhere. But the news of the trouble had already spread within the organization. “Mr. K, the elders are contacting to me, asking about tonight’s events.” BK was a vast organization, from 002 to 009—each a potential successor for leadership. And Phelps had them all in his grasp. He rubbed his temples, “What did they say?” “They demand you provide an explanation.” K’s position in BK was supreme, but beneath him, there were ten elders held sway. Most of the leaders were Phelps’ people, but there were always one or two making troubles for him. As soon as something went wrong by his side,

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back all those years ago? He owes her; and now that she’s gone, but he’s been consolidating his power within BK. He has ulterior motives.” “The leader’s seat is always the Holy Daughter’s. As long as she doesn’t return, K has no right to claim the title!” Phelps was growing tired of

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