Heather had no idea what the outside world looked like now. The more she did not know, the more her panic spiraled. She felt utterly powerless, unable to do anything.

During the flight, there was a rough patch that had Heather, who was blindfolded, convinced they were about to throw her out of the plane.

"I need to see Everett. I have something urgent to discuss with him!" It was her last card to play. If she did not, who knew if she would even make it off this plane alive? But Heather's plea did not seem to catch anyone's attention.

The flight attendants, acting as her escorts, thought she had lost her marbles.

The Lopez family's golden boy, Everett? He was not someone one could just summon. They had no clue who to contact, even if they wanted to convey her message.

"You tell Everett I have information about Dorothy! And I need to tell him face to face!" Heather always knew how to play her cards right.

Everett would not bring him to her, but if it was about Dorothy,

oblivious to

the

intercepted her before that, all her efforts would

affairs, Dorothy snuck to

would answer; the guy was an enigma with a notoriously

her surprise, after just

His voice was as indifferent and impatient as usual,

done." Byte 7 was terse, answering her question before adding, "Have you prepared the rest of the payment?" "Yeah." Dorothy gripped her phone, constantly scanning her surroundings in case Everett showed up. "You send me the

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