*Black Neon Headquarters, Private Apartments Sector*
The night enveloped the floating city of Neon, plunging the paved streets into darkness disturbed only by the bluish glow of crystal lanterns.
Inside the dark stone manor that served as the heart of the Black Neon organization, the silence was heavy.... Eleanor advanced through the third-floor corridor with confidence, her high heels producing a regular clicking sound.
She wore a midnight blue velvet dress, so tight that it seemed painted on her dark skin, highlighting her slender waist and the insolent curve of her hips.
Her short blonde hair was carefully styled, a thick fringe always hiding her left eye, while her right eye, a deep black, scrutinized the surroundings with cold intensity.
Since the disappearance of The Predator, Eleanor had officially taken the reins of the organization. In reality, she had always been the brain behind the intelligence operations and the management of the various units.
