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Chapter 313

Chapter 313: Overconfidence and Oversights

River Torrent was their best shot.

Elsewhere, deep inside one of the listening posts scattered across Marka, a group assigned to monitor all communications had been scanning phone lines for anything suspicious.

Their task was to intercept conversations related to the fleeing royals, but they had picked up far more than expected.

For hours, they heard call after call, plans for thefts, smuggling, illegal deals, so many that the eavesdropping agents eventually started forwarding the criminal chatter to the local police.

Though they weren’t law enforcement themselves, they couldn’t ignore the overwhelming flow of crimes pouring in through the airwaves.

Marka was clearly not the peaceful kingdom it pretended to be.

Then, just as fatigue began to weigh them down, and one of them had started nodding off, something unusual crackled through the speakers.

“Guys, are you all safe?”

The voice was quiet, hesitant, but unmistakably familiar.

“Hey, hey, wake up!” one of the men whispered sharply, nudging his half asleep companion. “That voice… doesn’t it sound like the Third Prince?”

The other sat up quickly, suddenly alert.

They turned up the volume and leaned in.

This wasn’t just another phone call.

This was the thread they had been waiting for.

They continued listening, straining to catch every word, hoping this would be the breakthrough they had been waiting for, the elusive crew’s next move.

playing basketball, and

a short pause. Then a

voice followed a

Anyway, you all know what

click. The

crew blinked at each

it?” one of

to mean?” the other

the clip, trying to decode the vague reference. Dunked shot?

what kind of code that is,”

not inside,” his

it that way, it meant something to the

copying the file.

the other muttered under his breath as

they

if they didn’t know what

Assistant Michael immediately stood up, his tone sharp and

“Track their phones. Now!”

The tech guys “..?”

all did as Prince Abuchi said,” one of the techs replied cautiously. “They’ve

Assistant Michael “…”

sharply, pressing a hand to his temple as he paced. Of course they had. Abuchi wasn’t

memory wasn’t meant for the ears of outsiders. Still, Michael refused to believe the trail was cold just

station, maybe a train station, bus station, riverway, location, shopping

tech guys said, already typing away

Memory Park, but it’s on the

lit

herring. A meeting point, maybe. But a river

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