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Angelina’s POV
After lunch, I headed straight to the main field.
The afternoon sun blazed overhead, turning the concrete and asphalt into heat traps. Most students had retreated indoors to the air- conditioned cafeteria or library. Only a few die-hard athletes were still outside, and even they stuck to the shaded areas.
I walked to an old oak tree at the edge of the field-far enough from the main buildings that no one would casually wander over, but not so
isolated that it would look suspicious if someone saw me.
I pulled out my phone.
This phone was the original Aria’s-a two-year-old iPhone with a cracked screen protector and a battery that barely lasted half a day. The network was slow, the storage nearly full. But in my hands, even the shittiest device could become a weapon.
I opened the browser and navigated through several encrypted layers to access the dark web. Within seconds, a message notification popped up
from Kingfisher.
I narrowed my eyes. Two days ago, I’d requested ten million dollars in operational funds. Last night, I’d sent him the account number for the bank card I’d opened under my new identity. But the transfer still hadn’t come through.
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Kingfisher’s message explained why:
Alpha, I need to warn you-any bank account that suddenly receives a large, unexplained wire transfer gets flagged immediately. Especially if it’s an account belonging to a minor with no employment history or business records.
The IRS, FinCEN, Homeland Security-they all monitor for money laundering and terrorist financing. A ten-million-dollar deposit into a teenager’s
L checking account? You’d have federal agents knocking on your door within 48 hours.’
Where are you? I can deliver the funds in person-cash, cryptocurrency, whatever you need.
I stared at the message, my jaw tightening slightly.
Right. I’d spent my previous life operating in international waters, offshore accounts, untraceable cryptocurrency networks. I’d never had to worry about domestic banking regulations.
This was a complication I should have anticipated.
I thought for a moment, then typed back:
Roseville, California. Contact me when you arrive.
That was as much information as I was willing to give over an encrypted channel. Kingfisher was trustworthy, but the dark web wasn’t invincible. Even the most secure networks could be compromised.
After sending the message, I spent the next few minutes adding multipleyers of encryption to my phone-VPNs, proxy servers, spoofed MAC addresses. I rerouted my digital footprint through servers in three different countries, then wiped the temporary cache files.
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Chapter 32*
Adrian’s POV
The sun was brutal, but I was killing time near the field anyway, watching some guys mess around with a football.
Then I saw her.
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She was leaning against the old oak tree, scrolling through her phone. The way the sunlight hit her profile-damn. I couldn’t look away.
I’d seen plenty of hot girls at Roseville High. Cheerleaders, Instagram models, the whole deal. But this girl? Different league entirely.
I took a breath and walked over.
Play it cool, I told myself. Don’t be a creep.
“Yo.” I said casually as I approached. “You waiting for someone, or…?”
She glanced up briefly, just long enough to clock that I existed, then we right back to her phone.
Okay. Not the warmest reception, but I’d work with it.
“I’m Adrian, by the way.” I tried to sound friendly, not pushy. “I’ve seen you around but I don’t think we’ve met. You new here or something?”
She finally looked up properly. Her eyes were cold-not hostile, just… completely uninterested.
“Aria,” she said flatly.
“Aria,” I repeated. “Cool name. So what year are you? Sophomore? Junior
“Freshman.”
“No way, seriously? You don’t look like- I stopped mid-sentence as my rain caught up.
Wait.
Aria.
Aria.
Holy shit.
“Wait, hold up. Are you-are you that Aria? The one who wrote the letter to Kai?”
The second the words left my mouth, I wanted to kick myself. Smooth, Adrian. Real smooth.
But I couldn’t help staring at her now, trying to reconcile what I was seeing with what I’d heard.
The rumors had painted this girl as… well, let’s just say “not attractive” would be putting it nicely. People said she was awkward, desperate, the kind of girl who didn’t know she was punching way above her weight class when she went after Kai Matthews.
But the girl standing in front of me?
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She looked like she could be on a magazine cover. Seriously. Like, legitimately stunning.
How the hell did the rumors get it this wrong?
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“Bro, I’m not trying to be rude or anything, but- I gestured vaguely at Her. -the way people talk about you, I was expecting… I don’t know.
not this.”
Aria’s expression didn’t change. If anything, she looked even more bored.
‘People talk a lot of shit,” she said simply.
Fair point.
“Yeah, no, for sure. I just-okay, real talk? Kai Matthews is an idiot.”
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