“Mia,” Xiang’s voice cut through the silence like a blade. “I know you’ve been doing a good job, but we need more info. BioCorps is breathing down my neck. If you can’t deliver something, we’re both done for.”
Xiang paced around the dusty warehouse as if he was almost running mad. One of his group members—a skilled hacker—sat at one end, his eyes stealing glances at them, wondering what could have made their leader tense.
Mia took a step forward, her expression tight. “I’ve been on this for months, Xiang. Every move he makes, I’ve watched. Every deal, I’ve tracked. He’s clean. I can’t find anything to put him in the black list. Nothing.”
“You have to dig deeper, then.”
Mia bit her lip, her frustration clear. “Xiang, if it were that easy, I’d have done it already.”
Xiang let out a cold
