Just the thought of it sent a thrill through her.
Black Jack rubbed her hands together. "Leave the dramatic posturing to me! Don't worry, I'll get it done perfectly!"
Serena shot a glance at her signature mane of hair. "Put on a disguise. Don't let that guy figure out we're the ones playing him."
Black Jack flipped her long locks confidently. "Relax. After all these years, who even knows the Vice Leader of the Ghost Alliance is a total chameleon?"
Serena was speechless.
A chameleon.
What kind of sane person would call themselves a complete freak?
"I'm heading to my grandparents' place. Take it easy and don't push your luck," Serena warned. She had a feeling the man named Rex was far from simple.
If they crossed paths with him again.
Black Jack might not make it out in one piece.
After leaving a few more instructions, Serena strolled out of the alley.
A heavily armed squad of men in black rushed past her, practically brushing her shoulder.
A few of the guards noticed her striking, exotic features, but they quickly looked away.
The young woman couldn't be older than her early twenties—probably just an international student from Elyndor.
Unfazed, Serena blended seamlessly into the crowd with a relaxed expression. Following the address Catherine had given her, she hailed a cab and headed for the high-end nursing home where her grandparents lived.
Outside vehicles weren't allowed inside the luxury facility's grounds.
The cab dropped her off on a commercial street about half a mile away.
The avenue was lined with top-tier global luxury boutiques.
Serena swung by a specialty store to pick up a few tasteful gift boxes for the elderly couple before continuing her walk toward the nursing home.
After all, she hardly knew her grandparents.
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