“Who placed it?”
“Unknown,” Nico replied. “It’s masked through three servers.”
The wind rolled across the deck again. I felt Yuna watching the whole exchange carefully.
Studying everything.
She spoke.
“Watch my dad.”
The table went still.
Zay looked at her. “You right.”
Nico nodded slowly. “Wouldn’t surprise me.”
I folded the paper once more and set it on the table.
Because whoever had just put twenty million on my head had officially entered the game.
And I was about to make sure they regretted it.
Nico stood.
“I’ll keep digging,” he said. “Dark web contracts like this don’t stay clean long. Somebody talks eventually.”
He adjusted his jacket like he was already halfway out the door.
“But you need to armor up.”
I frowned.
“I’m already armored.”
“Not like this,” he replied, seriously.
His eyes flicked toward the bandage on my shoulder.
“Somebody just tested your perimeter in Monaco. That’s bold.”
Zay leaned back in his chair. “Let them be bold.”
Nico smirked faintly. “I like that energy.”
He turned toward me again. “I’ll keep you updated.”
And just like that, he left.
Fast. The way Nico always moved when the conversation got serious.
My patience was gone once he left. I pushed my chair back and stood.
“Enjoy the rest of y'all dinner,” I muttered.
I walked off the deck.
I didn’t even look back.
