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Irritated, Ethan made his way to the fifty-eighth floor to see Brenna, but Brenna was not there.
Back in her own office, Gracie began putting together a plan to make Terry reveal the true culprit.
She realized she would need help. Alone at her desk, she weighed her options, unsure whether to trust Waldo or
Rosie more.
It didn’t take long for her to recall that Waldo always played his cards close to his chest, while Rosie was
generous with advice and help in any situation. But Gracie didn’t like the fact that Rosie was trying to buy her
shares at the Mitchell Group.
She believed that neither Waldo nor Rosie was a good person.
Gracie felt deeply conflicted, taking stbefore deciding to handle the matter herself.
When she had been the daughter of the CEO of the Wilson Group, she had been well-versed in the murky
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underworld of the dark web, where the corporation’s illicit dealings flourished. In her days of opulence, she had
maintained a secret account there, occasionally dipping into its shadowy arsenal to quietly undermine her
adversaries.
A flicker of memory stirred. She knew a substantial fortune was still in that account.
Cognizant of the Mitchell Group's tech department monitoring the company’s internet, Gracie chose to execute
her plan at home.
She quickly gathered her belongings and slipped away from the office. In the quiet of her residence, she plunged
into the clandestine depths of the dark web, confirming her account held over seven million.
The marketplace of the dark web teemed with bounties, their rewards ranging from modest thousands to
astronomical sums.
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Gracie’s gaze snagged on the grandest prize. A 300-million-dollar bounty for a cyberstrike against an enigmatic
organization.
Intrigued, she clicked on it, only to find the details veiled, accessible only upon acceptance, with crucial
information revealed in person.
Despite its tantalizing draw, no one had claimed the task, and Gracie, mindful of her limits, moved on.
With practiced finesse, she crafted a concise post on the dark web, seeking assistance to apprehend and extract
a confession from the individual responsible for leaking her photo.
“Locate and interrogate the target for answers.” She offered a reward of two hundred thousand, then shut down
her computer.
Swapping her phone's SIM for an older one, Gracie steeled herself for the person who accepted the mission to
call her.
Within half an hour, her phone rang with an incoming call.
A distorted voice rasped, “I'll take the job. Sendthe details.”
No stranger to such dealings, Gracie disguised her voice. “Okay, but | insist on being present for the
questioning.”
“Done,” the voice replied smoothly. “We'll send the address once we find the target.”
As dusk cloaked the city around seven, Terry went into the underground garage, his car laden with groceries
from a supermarket run. As he stepped out of his car, his phone lit up with a call.
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