Mira checked her phone, finding no message from Dominic. She then dialed Owen. "Did Dominic mention anything to you?"
It wasn't that she didn't trust York, but during such critical times, she had to be on guard.
"Yes, he just texted me saying York would be coming by to teach you how to shoot,"
Owen replied over the phone.
Ending the call, Mira turned to York. "Don't take it personally. Desperate times call for extreme caution."
"Of course. In the military, we're used to this level of vigilance."
"Come in and have a seat. Rachel, bring out some snacks and fruit!"
Mira looked at York again. "What would you like to drink?"
"Just a bottle of water is fine. We soldiers aren't picky."
Mira silently scoffed; he certainly looked like a man with high standards.
Once seated, York got down to business. "Commissioner West sent me to tell you the operation begins in three days.
When the time comes, our special ops squad will be deploying with you."
"Did Dominic's request for military escort get approved?"
This was fantastic news.
"Yes, but the headcount is still strictly limited.
Officially, we can only bring a small number of personnel. That's why we need to disguise ourselves as a civilian tour group."
"I understand. Dominic's negotiations with the local government are framed as a rescue mission for our trafficked citizens. Naturally, we can't send an army.
But if we don't wipe out those syndicate strongholds, people from Mavaria will continue to go missing."
"Exactly.
I'm here today to take you with me. Commissioner West wants me to teach you how to shoot."
"Right now?"
Mira asked to be sure.
"Yes. Time is of the essence. We leave immediately."


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