[Stormhold Academy - Dormitory for 3rd year - Mara's Room]
Mara Kestrel sat on her bed, her communication device clutched in trembling hands, trying her father's number for the tenth time in the past hour.
Still no answer.
She'd called earlier to confirm the operation was proceeding smoothly.
Her father had assured her that four A rank operatives were more than sufficient to eliminate one C- rank student, no matter how talented.
Damian Valcor would be dead by midnight, his body disposed of and his Mafia leaderless and ready to collapse.
And she would finally be avenged for the humiliation he'd inflicted on her months ago in front of the entire Student body.
But now… nobody was answering.
Not her father, not her mother and not any of the family contacts she'd tried reaching.
Complete silence from the entire branch.
'Something must have kept them busy. The operation probably required more attention than expected. Father will call once everything is handled.'
