The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 52

"Dark web appointments, same rules as always," Leilani said, keeping her head down as she organized her needle kit. "Just remember to send me the medical reports. If I decide to take the case, I'll reply."

The door clicked shut. Leilani removed her colored contacts, rubbed her sore eyes, and let out a long sigh. The first order was successfully completed.

To protect the safety of both parties in dark web transactions, completed deals were displayed on the user's profile.

Far away in Zamora, Callahan sat in a study, an unlit cigarette between his fingers, staring at his computer screen. The dark web interface was open, and the order history for ID "L" had just updated.

[Pigeon · Acupuncture · Completed · $7,000,000]

He narrowed his eyes slightly. This "L" had recently risen to fame on the dark web, rumored to cure rare poisons with acupuncture and treat injuries the international black market wouldn't touch. Her style—asking no questions about background, only treating the illness—was reminiscent of Paulina Cheney's methods years ago. Not to mention, she possessed the jade pendant symbolizing the "Phantom Doctor," Paulina.

So, was this "L" actually Dr. Cheney, the one treating his grandfather? Or perhaps another of Paulina's disciples?

The connection between Dr. Cheney and Leilani hadn't been clarified yet, and now an "L" had appeared. These three figures seemed like separate threads that were, in reality, tightly interwoven.

Callahan crushed the cigarette and opened a chat box with L. He typed a line: [International house call. One hundred million in cash. Do you accept?]

Back in the country, inside the Pure-Spring Clinic, Leilani had just washed her hands when her phone vibrated. It was the specific notification sound she had set for the dark web. She dried her fingers, opened the message, and her gaze sharpened.

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