"He's not dead!"
Jennifer Lopez quickly hung up the phone, a wave of fear coursing through her.
Brightness and Director Ridge were her most reliable Shadow Warriors, having completed dozens of missions in the capital, all perfectly executed.
This time, coming to Gonzalez City, Jennifer Lopez had specially spent a large sum of money and exerted her connections to transfer these two men who must not be exposed to the light of day from the capital to Gonzalez City.
Just in case of emergency.
She hadn't expected that they would actually come in handy.
But now it seemed likely that Brightness and Director Ridge had both failed.
"Jordan Martin!"
After turning off her cell phone, Jennifer Lopez took a deep breath and called out towards the door.
Creak.
The door slowly opened, and Jordan Martin stood in the doorway, in his suit.
"Miss, what do you need?"
His gaze briefly lingered on Jennifer Lopez's body clad in pajamas before quickly shifting away.
