He disconnected and immediately dialed another number, this one answered on the first ring by a woman's smooth voice that identified itself as Vance-Ishiguro Tech's recruitment division. Marcus smiled, though the expression held no warmth.
"Sandra. Marcus Valerius. I'm calling about the Nakano situation we discussed last week..."
Across the ocean in a penthouse suite that made Marcus's office look like a janitor's closet, Veronica Cabana stood at her window overlooking the Bermuda coastline while tournament footage played on multiple screens arranged across her wall. Her crimson dress matched her sister's hair perfectly, and her amber eyes tracked every movement as Reyna and Natalia traded devastating blows.
"¡Sí! ¡Así se hace, hermanita!" Veronica punched the air when Reyna's marionettes formed that killing lance. "Show that purple-haired princess what real power looks like!"
