[Los Angeles; Private Beach]
After closing the call with Marlene, Boris' sneere vanished and his eyes shone with a calm calculating light.
He knew very well that in this world… even a rat, once cornered, would bite a cat and even the greatest hunters did not always manage to capture their prey.
Carelessness was the bane of a well-planned endeavor.
"Boss…"
Closing his eyes, Boris thought about his boss. The one he owed everything to and the man for whom he was ready to sacrifice anything and everything.
He immediately changed phones and called the only number inside the burner phone, the most precious contract in his books…
[Hi! Missed me…!?]
An irritating and grating voice reached his ears and filled him with pure disgust.
"Wench. I will soon receive the artifact. Do not forget your promise."
[Heh~ Do not worry. I am a woman of my word.]
