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Confused, on edge, and torn, I held out my hand to take his, but before I could, something brick-like was in her grasp as Black swept my arm aside.

When the tool collided with the director’s abdomen, I blinked in shock then watched as the electrical current zapped through his veins, bringing him to his knees.

My own experimentations with electricity let me know this was double the voltage normally used in a Taser gun.

His expression of surprise would have been hilarious if I wasn’t perplexed as fuck.

I jerked back, unsure what the hell was going on, and watched as Reinier face-planted into the carpet, still twitching as she continued to tase him. Twice as long as usual.

Bewildered, I turned to Black, half-expecting the same treatment, but instead, she’d produced a gun from inside her boxy jacket and was holding it out for me.

“Though she’s ghosted both of us, I know Star would prefer it if you did the honors.”

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Star:Remember I told you that I promised to reunite every trafficking victim of the Sparrows with their families?

Conor:I do. You rammed the memory home with the image of making the head of the CIA suck off his own dick-less stump. Lol.

Star:I do these things to train your memory.

Conor:So kind. The nightmares were just for shits and giggles?

Star:You got it.

Conor:What about the reunions? That’s a hell of a process in itself.

Star:I know. But I was thinking… I found Katina because I was tracking a cargo ship. The Sparrows had a manifesto of women on board. If they did that for one shipment, surely they did it for others.

Conor:Makes sense. How did you come across the manifesto?

Star:More by luck than management.

Conor:How?

Star:It was a listing on the Silk Road.

Conor:You bought it?

Star:Yeah.

Conor:Who was the seller?

Star:Just some kid who’d hacked a phone and was selling on someone’s ID.

Conor:Did you buy anything else from the same seller?

Star:I bought a username and password for an email account, but it wasn’t an easily recognizable email service and it definitely didn’t work with POP or IMAP protocols.

Conor:So, it led nowhere?

Star:The email was a dead end, but I figured it was because the information was five years old. The cargo ship manifesto led me to Katina, though.

Conor:How?

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