The Calm Before the Needle Falls
Seeing Lina return, she smiled and asked,
"You Got ginseng?"
The wind howled across the rooftop of the five-star hotel, carrying the distant glow of city lights beneath the night sky. The helicopter's rotors remained still for the moment, but the cold air around it trembled with anticipation.
Lina Ashford stepped out of the shadows, her movements graceful and unhurried despite the dangerous mission she had just completed. In one hand, she carried the small freezer containing the priceless thousand-year Frostheart Ginseng.
A faint smile appeared on her lips.
"When have I ever failed?"
Her voice carried a trace of pride.
Liza Voss laughed softly. The confidence in Lina's tone wasn't arrogance—it was earned through countless successful missions.
Lina placed the freezer down and smiled as she removed the human skin mask from her face.
As the thin layer peeled away, the appearance of a middle-aged maid vanished completely.
