Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 413

Miranda honestly didn't care much. She hadn't joined this department for the money.

Curiosity had brought her here.

She wanted to meet other people with the same strange abilities she'd recently discovered in herself.

Still, a $20,000 payout for this assignment was a hell of a lot—especially for a government gig.

It's not every day you see that kind of budget in a federal department.

No wonder Beck bragged that their unit got the biggest slice of the pie.

He probably figured if the pay was lower than what the private sector offered, half these people would jump ship in a heartbeat.

Most of the others didn't quite get why Beck made that point, though.

For them, twenty grand was more than generous.

"You nine can work together, or solo," Beck continued, his tone businesslike. "Doesn't matter to me, as long as you get the job done and report back with results. If you fail, same as always: no pay, and your points take a hit."

Miranda raised an eyebrow. "Points?"

Amelia leaned in to explain. "We each have a points score-you'll see it when you open the app. The higher your points, the better your track record. Everyone's trying to climb the leaderboard... especially those guys over there." She nodded toward a group of men at the back.

Miranda frowned. "So... what's the prize?"

Amelia grinned. "Nothing, really. Just bragging rights. Well, at the end of the year, the lowest scorer has to clean the whole office, top to bottom. That's the deal."

Miranda smirked. "Seriously?"

Beck knew how to handle

seemed to sting these people more than losing

gauging their

they just exchanged

then. That's it for the briefing. Good luck out there."

then he was gone. Vanished, voice

moment, everyone's phones

Miranda glanced down.

added to a WhatsApp group called "RapidForce

message outlined the

blinked. For such a high-level department, this felt

look told

just any WhatsApp

was

custom-modified thing, with

regular chats didn't

glasses up his nose. He looked about twenty-five,

grinning, looked over at Miranda. "I'm curious, gorgeous-what's your

(the guy had to be at least 6'7"), scowled. "Work together? Nope. I'll handle my own

as his codename suggested,

didn't hesitate; she hooked her

of you

their eyes at Amelia's antics, but she was young,

at least

looked a

but had this Calm, collected

practically

strode toward