Chapter 412

When Miranda heard the words "Crow's Eye," her eyes flickered, just for a moment.

Beck kept talking. "Yeah, that's right. I'm talking about that ruthless, mysterious mercenary group that's blown up over the last couple years. Only, they're not really mercenaries-no hired guns. It's more like a dozen or maybe a few dozen evolved types, just like you guys, working together. We don't actually know how many there are."

He glanced around the room, making sure everyone was following. "Here's the kicker-they're a straight-up criminal syndicate. Totally above the law, running wild, slaughtering civilians, blowing stuff up, leaving a trail of chaos and destruction. And because they've all got these special abilities, there's nothing to stop them from pulling off whatever they want."

"That's why they're way more dangerous than your usual merc group. They can do things nobody else can, and they rarely get involved in actual wars. Most of the time, they're hired for all kinds of shady, off-the-books jobs by powerful people from all over the world."

As Beck spoke, the screen behind him flashed with a dossier on Crow's Eye.

Not that it was much help. The member list was blank-just a rough overview of the powers they'd seen and the carnage left behind. The scenes of their crimes, the bodies-they were all described in chilling detail.

Miranda skimmed through it. It was almost identical to the info Charles had sent her.

Of course, Charles had his own ways of getting information. He always seemed to have more details than the official reports-hazard of running business on both sides of the law, she supposed.

grew more serious. "So far, our own people haven't really crossed paths with

and the whole

place Virell is. They're going to try to steal the artifact, and calling in the National Guard or the army won't help. These guys don't play by any normal

Crest Disc.

exhibition? If they're so special, can't they just break

question. Virell Museum has its own top-tier security system. Any artifact that's up for a major exhibition is under lock and key-nobody even sees it until showtime. If anyone triggers the system, it attacks any living thing

found herself intrigued. She hadn't expected the authorities to be so hardcore, but it made sense-if you were

for a guided

"but even they can't just waltz

and find the

without tripping something. That

it during the

for us, it's our chance to finally get close and build a profile on

"So, really, you just want us to

was a little impressed by how quickly these people picked up on the real agenda. They weren't just muscle-they could spot

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