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“Keep the news of Mr. Castro’s recovery under wraps for now,” she instructed evenly. “Public announcements should simply state that his status is gradually improving and he’s exhibiting stronger signs of mental rity. Say he’s stable and likely to regain full awareness soon. Also, suppress any information about Dr. Hond’s abrupt and devastating demise. That must not leak under any circumstances. ce someone on continuous surveince at Howe Group. Alert me the second Alex makes a move.”
The bodyguard’s demeanor was resolute. “Understood, Ms. Delgado.” With that, he pivoted and exited briskly.
The door had barely closed when it burst open once more.
A second bodyguard rushed in, clearly more rattled than thest. “Ms. Delgado, we just got a message from the team tailing Malcolm. He’s… heading straight for Nirvana.”
Tina sprang from her seat, her gaze sharp as she absorbed the report.
Malcolm?
Why would he be sneaking toward Nirvana now?
Was it for a secret rendezvous?
“We’re heading there now! Oh, no. Hold on!” Tina suddenly stopped in her tracks.
Bringing a full squad would attract the wrong kind of attention and possibly tip off the other side.
If Alex was orchestrating something behind the scenes, his team would already be watching closely.
Biting down in hesitation, Tina deliberated only a moment before issuing orders with precision. “Two of you—change clothes, blend in, and trail me from a distance. Maintain a gap of five hundred yards. No closer. Everyone else remains on standby and awaits my signal.”
“Copy that, Ms. Delgado.”
Twenty minutester, Tina arrived at Nirvana in a vehicle.
The moment she stepped out, her eyes swept the area with intent. Far ahead, she caught a glimpse of a figure skulking through shadows and slipping into a side entrance of a modest structure. It was Malcolm—no question about it.
Malcolm’s sneaky posture and the fading circle on his scalp—there was no way you couldn’t recognize him.
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He was making his way toward the secluded suite section.
Tina’s eyes narrowed, and she hastened her steps, trailing behind at a cautious distance.
She was determined to uncover his current mischief.
Just as she neared thepact structure’s entrance and prepared to step inside, a waitress in a neatly tailored outfit intercepted her with a cheerful grin.
It was evident the woman knew Tina.
“Hello, Ms. Delgado! What an unexpected delight! Are you here to collect something for Ms. Hudson?” the waitress chirped.
Tina’s chest tightened.
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