Mira left Owen in charge of treating the team to dinner, transferring twenty thousand dollars directly to him.
However, he immediately sent two thousand back to her.
“I can handle it for you, but I won’t take any payment for it.”
As the senior member of the group, he had his principles.
“Alright. If you ever need anything in the future, you can come to me.”
It would be rude to insist further.
Mira drove Owen and Ms. Brooks to the designated restaurant.
“Thank you all for your support and hard work over this time. I’d like to raise a glass to you all. You’ve worked hard! I have something urgent to attend to, so I have to leave first. See you later.”
Mira bowed her head slightly in apology, then she and Kieran drove away.
“Kieran, we should buy an SUV. It’ll make getting around easier, and we won’t have to rent one when we need it.”
Kieran nodded. “If you’re tight on funds, we can wait on the car.”
“It’s fine. We can buy one.”
They drove directly to the nearest car dealership, but they didn’t get far before they were stopped at a corner.
The man who approached them was dressed in a shirt and tie, looking like an assistant or secretary.
“Miss Mercer, excuse me. Our boss would like to see you.”
Kieran glanced at Mira and whispered, “You’re famous now. You shouldn’t just meet with anyone. Be careful.”
The man looked vaguely familiar, but Mira couldn’t place him. She had a gut feeling that something was up.
Friend or foe, she needed to find out.
Mira looked at the man. “Where is your boss?”
“In the coffee shop across the street.”


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