Back in the bedroom, Josiah’s expression soured.

Amiee quirked an eyebrow, “What’s wrong? Did you run out of steam, see things, and get your hopes up for nothing?”

Josiah was scrutinizing his phone, his brow furrowed. He showed it to Amiee, “It’s a mission straight from the boss, take a look!”

Amiee glanced at the screen, her face tensing. She tossed the phone aside and turned to rummage for her clothes, “We need to find her!”

Josiah leapt from the bed, dressed in a flash, and grabbed the car keys.

The early winter night was chilly as Josiah sped through the streets of J City, his car slicing through the cold like lightning.

Upon reaching Sunset Ridge, Amiee called Estelle.

Estelle’s calm voice came through the phone, “Come on up!”

At the top floor, Estelle was waiting for them outside the elevator. Instead of ushering them straight inside, she led Amiee to the apartment opposite and tapped on a black screen mounted on the door, “Quit playing possum, get out here!”

with a feigned yawn,

eye on my pad. You’re gonna wipe its

gaze sharpened as she looked

“No way, no

“Make

screen. She began the delicate task of hacking into Dragon’s

its eyes closed and it collapsed with a “thump,” snoring in feigned deep

with a

gravely, “You plan on keeping

followed Estelle into her place,

the living room, Estelle handed them water and began, her voice even, “I

to take this one? The Citadel, you never take jobs from

was Tripe’s most feared and chaotic domain, a heaven and hell for mortals. No ordinary

“Yes, it’s a

you have other

a lead that he was spotted in the Citadel. I was planning to search for him anyway, and then this mission popped up. I’ve negotiated using this assignment as leverage to secure his retreat from the shadows, with the condition that I extend my contract with

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