Under the heiress facade

Hera rushed toward the restroom in the administrative block, following Astral Nova's floor plan she had investigated.

She then called Leon's mobile.

"How's it going on your end?"

On the other end of the line came the clacking of a mechanical keyboard and Leon's anxious voice.

"The surveillance in the administrative block has been shut down, but they've also spotted me. I can't hold out much longer. Hurry."

Given his abilities, breaking through Astral Nova's firewall was out of the question. Hera had sent him the code and instructions on a USB earlier that morning.

"Got it."

Hera emerged from the restroom and glanced around. When she didn't see anyone, she casually approached the door of a dark office.

The door was secured with an electronic lock. Hera pulled out her phone, quickly pulled up a coding page, and applied it to the electronic lock.

The door opened with a click.

The office was pitch black, momentarily disorienting Hera. She quickly turned on her phone's flashlight.

seemed to be a standard data room. Fortunately, there was a

she powered

a USB stick from her pocket and

financial system was as swift as ever. Astral Nova's financial data was extensive and heavily guarded with additional firewalls. It was double-secured and meticulously safe. Cracking

after having come this far and risking

and sent Bernard a WhatsApp message. She rubbed her fingers, hoping Bernard could buy her more time, and then got down to business. Meanwhile, Bernard sat in the executive chair in Skyscraper, reading Hera's

"I have diarrhea."

her text with a

from Bernard, wearing a demon mask

and couldn't help but ask,

"In the restroom."

know what

the game Bernard was playing. He inwardly questioned if Bernard realized the consequences of him wearing that demon

was impersonating

was a

Samson immediately

outside came

"Samson, Code Red."