Stepping out of the cozy coffee shop and into the brisk morning air, Sheri was deeply conflicted about what they were about to do. She felt a heavy knot of anxiety forming in her stomach. If she actually went into the corporate building when management had explicitly told her not to, then she might get into quite a bit of serious trouble. And the truth was, she genuinely liked her job at the security firm.
Working at the Billion Bloodline group gave her a perfect, legitimate excuse not to deal with the suffocating stress and dark expectations of her own family’s business. It was her sanctuary. But on the other hand, she was deeply, undeniably curious about everything unfolding around her. She firmly believed that if she just peeked behind the curtain today, she might finally see something that would answer a lot of the burning questions she had about Max and the dangerous underworld.
Besides, she reasoned with herself, she had Max on her side. As far as she knew, he possessed quite a bit of heavy influence within the Billion Bloodline corporate hierarchy. If they were caught snooping around, she highly doubted she would actually get fired with him vouching for her.
And if the news reports were actually true and it really was just a hazardous gas leak? Then they would easily be able to smell the fumes, turn right around, and go home safe and sound.
As the two young women exited the cafe, they started to make their way toward the downtown financial sector. The Fortis building wasn’t too far from their current location—only about a thirty-minute journey on foot. They figured walking would be a much better tactical approach anyway, so they could safely observe the entire blockade from a distance and find a subtle way in.
But after taking only a few blocks’ worth of steps, their attention was entirely stolen. They noticed someone highly unusual walking their way down the busy sidewalk.
"Wow!" Cindy couldn’t help but say aloud, her eyes wide. "Now she is really pretty."
"I have to admit, she really is," Sheri commented, her gaze tracking the stranger.
The woman that they had both stopped to stare at was currently turning quite a few heads on the street. She stood out vividly against the drab morning commuters with her striking, long, bright pink hair. To top off her incredibly unique appearance, there was a large, heavy-looking object wrapped entirely in thick cloth and tied securely to her back.
Her clothing was equally distinct. She was wearing rugged, durable garments that almost looked like they were made of heavy black denim, but the dark fabric was covered with sporadic patches of white paint splashed in random, chaotic places.
However, if one looked closely beyond her aesthetic appeal and focused on her cold posture, the two girls quickly realized that this stranger looked exactly as if she was walking bad news.
"Hey... am I just completely imagining things, or is she deliberately coming straight towards us?" Cindy whispered. Her confidence instantly evaporated, and she nervously moved in close to Sheri, tightly grabbing her arm for support.
The pink-haired woman closed the distance, her boots clicking against the pavement.
"What... what do you want?" Cindy asked, her voice shaky and entirely lacking its usual edge.
The imposing woman stopped in her tracks, blinking as she looked at the two terrified girls clutching each other.
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