"Like throwing a sack over their head, beating them up, and tossing them into a dumpster to fend for themselves."
Maeve laughed at the vivid picture Murray painted.
"Sure. If you're capable of pulling it off, I'd love to see them get knocked down a peg when the time is right."
Murray immediately perked up.
"Just say the word, Miss Vance. What's their name? How old are they? Where do they live?"
"If you don't have all that, a picture will do. I promise they won't live to see tomorrow."
Catching his own slip of the tongue again, he quickly corrected himself.
"I mean, I promise they'll learn a very painful lesson."
Maeve shook her head with a look of mock regret.
"I can't give you any of that because I barely know them."
As far as she knew, Pluto held a highly unusual status within Red Gate.
Even though she was also a member, she had never been able to access his file.
Anyone who joined Red Gate had their personal information locked down behind military-grade encryption.
Even for a top-tier hacker like her, certain restricted domains were strictly off-limits.
Besides, Sterling had basically conned her into joining the agency years ago. She had zero sense of loyalty to the place.
Naturally, she had no interest in figuring out who her colleagues were.
If it weren't for the useful perks and shortcuts the agency provided, she would have bailed a long time ago.
Murray looked stumped.
"It's going to be tough if you don't have a single lead."
Andres casually kicked Murray under the table this time.
"Finish your food and get out. You're talking way too much tonight."
Having been kicked twice in one sitting, Murray fell silent.
Was this what they meant by no good deed goes unpunished?
By the next morning, Maeve's injuries had completely healed.
Andres was absolutely blown away by the ointment's efficacy.

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