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.”

nodded. “Have you met

F-Poison. The orders come through online messages. I’ve tried tracking him, but there’s nothing to trace.” Quincy pulled out her phone and showed a forum

the source on her

been beefed up since our mentor’s days. We can’t

behind a backdoor, but after all these years, GTO had upped their game. Plus, the original backdoor was locked

network was

burdened by the thought of having such a

for the bomb on the ship, I was out

“Another team?”

namely Belle, was captured, I thought F-Poison would activate us, the underlings, but it never happened, and the operations kept running smoothly. This leads me to believe

saying F-Poison has more than one

incident—handled by her deputy in Sea City. I’ve yet to figure

Sea City and the discovery of the bionic scandal, Vivienne would never

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

was in charge of

F-Poison even

you know if anything else comes

car,

the back seat. “What’s the

narrowed her eyes. “The Sea City lab is right under the

and the Boyd family will probably fall to Patrick soon. Once a

exchanged knowing smiles, anticipating the

– the first and the

you decrepit

bruised from Nancy’s beating,

“Ah, ah, ah…”

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

pain and

to split the assets, you have no part in it. Hand over the Ashford contract

quietly to the side, seemingly oblivious, allowing their wives to wrestle control of the Boyd family.Books Chapters Are Daily Updated Join & Stay