Time ticked by, and at first, the masked man was filled with confidence. But as the minutes slipped away, unease began to creep in.

Why hadn't he received a call by now? The delay could only mean one thing. His meticulously crafted decoy had failed.

If that were true, it meant not only that his true identity would be uncovered, but also that his base could be compromised. If Nash arrived with backup, everything would fall apart. "Nina, you and he must have a deep connection," the masked man sneered, his gaze piercing as he looked at her. "Otherwise, how could he have spotted the imposter so quickly?" He tried to brush off his failed plan, thinking he still had her as leverage. Both Nash and Micah would be reluctant to let her be harmed, making her a powerful bargaining chip in his hands.

He stepped closer, ripping off his mask to reveal a remarkably plain face beneath. "The bet's over, I lost," he admitted. "Per our agreement, I'm showing you my face. But there's one more thing you should know. Anyone who's seen my face doesn't live to tell."

Nina freed herself from the ropes and snatched the syringe from him. She then swiftly drove it into his shoulder, pressing the plunger all the way

he stammered. The ropes had been tied so tightly. She was only a woman. How could

coldly, "Now it's your turn to be my hostage." She had no intention of explaining.

pressing it firmly against his temple. "The Shadow organization must be yours, right? You're their leader, but in the face

first time anyone had held him at gunpoint. Helpless under the drug's effects, he could only watch as

only extended so far,

killing him on her own hands, but justice would be swift. With the entire Shadow organization dismantled, including the impel he had

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