What was wrong with him!
That damn peacock was still showing off!
Serena pressed the communicator against her ear, grinding her teeth in annoyance as she snapped, "What are you laughing at? Did you find him?"
The man chuckled a few more times, his low, sexy voice utterly bewitching.
Serena seriously suspected that damn peacock was doing it on purpose.
Just as Serena was about to turn off the communicator, the man finally spoke in a slow, deliberate voice. "We've caught the one who released the gas. He's being interrogated now."
"I hear the Norvane are all pretty spineless, always with the bowing and scraping, but... this one's got a stiff back. He won't bend."
As he spoke, she could faintly hear suppressed screams mixed with curses growled in the Norvane language from his end.
"Let me talk to him," Serena said coolly.
The nano-communicator switched over, and a man's heavy breathing came through, along with increasingly clear curses in Norvane.
"How many of you came this time? How many more are hiding in Elyndor? And in Norvane, how many of you are left?" Serena's voice was still calm, but it was wrapped in a chilling coldness. She was speaking in the Norvane language, so he understood her perfectly.
The man spat and sneered defiantly, "You bitch! You'll get nothing from me! A warrior of the Empire will never yield!"
Serena asked, "Nicholas, did you get that?"
After a brief burst of static, the man's low, husky voice came through. "Serena is still the most impressive."
Serena glanced at the time. "Now that we have a clear answer, let's move. Try to wrap this up in twenty minutes. We can't let it ruin Brianna's birthday party."
With that, she started walking toward the underground garage in her stilettos. "Nicholas, shut down the garage surveillance."
Nicholas frowned, his voice instantly tight. "Serena, no. It's too dangerous for you to go to the garage alone!"

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