The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Patrick was floored by the girl before him, his words catching in his throat as he fell silent.

Quincy did not bother with further conversation. Grabbing her press pass from the table, she stood up and left.

Patrick tugged at his tie, exhaling a long breath of relief.

Dealing with the devil always comes at a price, he mused.

After leaving Patrick’s press conference, Quincy took a shortcut and emerged transformed, her professional aura all but gone.

Dressed in a tank top with overalls and sporting a baseball cap, she slung a canvas bag over her shoulder, the picture of a college student.

She waited at the crossroads until a nondescript black Volkswagen pulled up.

“Are you my Uber?” Quincy asked.

The driver poked his head out, sunglasses masking his eyes. “Yeah, hop in, sweetheart.”

Quincy smiled and opened the door. Soon, the Volkswagen blended into the stream of city traffic.

“Captain Wolf, can’t you guys get me a better ride next time? This one just doesn’t suit my style,” Leopold grumbled from the driver’s seat, resting one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the door.

Percival, seated in the passenger seat, turned his head slightly, disregarding Husky’s complaints.

In the backseat, Quincy tipped her cap to greet Vivienne. “Long time no see.”

“You’ve gotten taller.” Vivienne smiled back.

They skipped the small talk, diving straight into the heart of the matter.

“Ever since the operation to take down Mark ended, I’ve been out of the loop, just lying low in Rivenwood. After the lab was blown up by someone named Willa, I got zero instructions. It was not until yesterday that I was suddenly told to come to Sea City and give Patrick his next assignment.”

you

I’ve tried tracking him, but there’s nothing to trace.” Quincy pulled out her phone and showed a forum post from

tried to trace the source on her laptop but hit a dead

days. We can’t track it with what we’ve got,”

years, GTO had upped their game. Plus, the original backdoor was locked away at

network

burdened by the thought of having such a

phone. “As for the bomb on the ship, I was out of the loop. That was another team under

“Another team?”

never happened, and the operations kept running smoothly. This leads me to believe Mr. B was not the real

F-Poison has more than one so-called second-in-command

deputy in Sea City. I’ve yet to figure out who that is,” Quincy said, which aligned with

If it had not been for this trip to Sea City and the discovery of the

not GTO’s second-in-command after all; she was just the

in charge of Sea

F-Poison even

let you know if anything else comes up,” Quincy said, donning her

the car, and

she left, Percival moved to the back

is right under the Ashford family’s factory. We’ll wait for him to slip

Boyd family will probably fall to Patrick soon. Once a person gets too big for their britches, they’re bound to make a

knowing smiles, anticipating the

the first and the second branches united, completely sidelining Wendy and Eliza to take over

the hell is the contract with the Ashford family? Speak up, you decrepit old fool!”

Nancy’s beating, was in no state

“Ah, ah, ah…”

aside and grabbed Eliza by the hair. “Spit it out,

the pain and spoke, “I

part in it. Hand

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