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 I made that dunked

was a short pause. Then a soft voice replied, hesitant, “Uhm…

voice followed a beat later, “Yeah.

had the memory. Switch off your phones. Anyway, you all know what to do next,” the

click. The line

blinked at each

one of them

to mean?” the other

to decode the vague reference. Dunked shot?

code that is,”

we’re definitely not inside,” his partner added, rubbing his

had said it that way, it meant something to the people

take this to him,” one of them said, already copying the file. “Maybe he’ll understand it better than

maybe he’ll throw another phone, my phone.” the other

way, they had

if they didn’t know what

Assistant Michael immediately stood up, his tone

“Track their phones. Now!”

The tech guys “..?”

sir… they all did as Prince Abuchi said,” one of the techs

Assistant Michael “…”

his temple as he paced. Of course they had. Abuchi wasn’t just a loose cannon, he was a

a basketball memory wasn’t meant for the ears of outsiders. Still, Michael refused

to the team. “Is there any transportation station, maybe a train station, bus station, riverway, location, shopping mall, hotel, anything that connects to those words: basketball, shot,

the tech guys said,

wealthier side of the kingdom. There’s also a Memory Park, but it’s on the opposite end. And, wait, there’s a river called Dunk. It’s used mostly for transporting goods… and

lit something

basketball court? Possibly a red herring. A meeting point, maybe. But a river that transports goods

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