Too Late to Hold Me Back novel Chapter 901

As he spoke, Owen caught Mira's exasperated look out of the corner of his eye.

"We're talking business here. Quit messing around."

"I need to know," Owen demanded, "is your department going to do something about the rot in the Balkans or not?"

"Is anyone else with you? Never mind, I'll text it to you."

Certain operations were highly classified, but Dominic still needed to give his friend some peace of mind.

A second later, a short message popped up on Owen's screen: *Arrangements are underway.*

In truth, a massive wave of covert operatives had already been deployed to infiltrate the region and gather intelligence before authorizing a strike.

Any direct government intervention would draw global attention and ignite a diplomatic firestorm.

Owen understood that his friend couldn't say another word on the matter over an unsecured line.

"Just handle it. They're getting way too bold lately," Owen muttered.

"Is Mira okay?"

"She's perfectly fine. Her nerves are made of steel. I'm the one who's a wreck, tossing and turning all night."

Mira quickly leaned into the microphone. "I'm okay, Dominic."

"Good to hear. Just be incredibly careful, alright? If something dangerous comes up, make Owen do it."

Owen rolled his eyes. With friends like these, who needed enemies?

"I will, I will. You stay safe too, Dominic."

Once she hung up, Mira turned to Owen. "Don't stress yourself out so much. What happens, happens. I've got nine lives—no one's taking me down that easily."

Next, it was time for Mira to call James.

"My dearest Mira, you finally remembered I exist," James greeted her warmly.

"James, I never forgot you. I need a favor. Could you look into Mishka's recent activities?"

Knowing Westerners preferred a direct approach, Mira didn't waste time on pleasantries.

"Give me a moment."

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