On the other side, Cynthia walked to a quiet corner of the garden with her phone in hand. She unlocked the screen, and a series of messages flooded her view, each containing the same two words: "Are you there?"
Cynthia's brow twitched in irritation. Just then, a call came in. It was the man she had contacted after logging into her account--Lonely Wolf.
He was a core member of an organization known as the Alliance, which had members dispersed around the world, operating in the gray areas of society yet holding a significant position globally. In their network, from government officials to street vendors, anyone who could afford the price could learn anything they desired.
No one knew when the Alliance was established, but by the time it was discovered, it had already become active in various black markets across countries, occupying an irreplaceable position.
Cynthia took a deep breath, swiped the screen, and answered the call with a sharp tone. "What's wrong with you?!"