A/N: It seems the natural power of Chapter 444 accumulated 👀✨ but hopefully publishing at 3:33 can balance it out… ✨🌻💫💖🔥
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For Phitnus, There were some positives to being 'Undercover'.
For starters, it was out of the wind, rain and elements, and on hot days, there was even air conditioning.
But in general, he found it quite a pain.
Since he wasn't able to properly train.
He would much rather keep up with his fitness goals.
Oh! The thrill, of wearing out countless soles…
Of running shoes, as well as staying fit…
It was the *hit*… of natural dopamine - like the runner's high - that got him - as usual literally - all worked up, he thought to himself, with a wistful sigh.
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Apparently fast food joints were where many special… deals took place.
Phitnus' current Undercover Assignment was to keep up the pace, and keep Fatteus… abreast of all the 'latest deals' that went down, even as he tossed and grilled chicken breast as well at various joints around town.
He was also to secure 'samples' of the very best grilled chicken breast, as well as a variety of other 'goods' - such as various other fast foods - too - and deliver them at the 'drop-off' point - from store, to Fatteus' door.
After all. Only with the full 'menu' of information at their disposal - this was part of Fatteus' 'top secret' proposal - could they make the proper orders…
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"My boy… think of it this way."
Fatteus gesticulated with a fork, as he had 'sampled' the 'first batch' of goods that day.
"At first, Officer Firsté, it might just seem like a chicken breast... But in actual fact it's - amongst other things - a litmus test."
"…I… see. Understood, Sir!!!" Phitnus saluted at attention as he processed the order… in more ways than one.
Truthfully, Phitnus didn't fully know what Fatteus was talking about, but due to his high regard for a man of Fatteus'… immense stature - he believed he understood enough - his job wasn't to question or reason why, since he possessed only a slice of the information pie, but it was to follow orders and deliver… this was what he had trained for, after all!!!
Fatteus nodded approvingly. A promising young man indeed. If he kept this up, he would surely go far.
(I mean, the goods wouldn't deliver themselves, but at least, Phitnus would have a car.)
"As we accrue more and more… data, we'll continue to monitor and assess. As for the rest… rest easy. Just do your best, and when the time comes… that's when we'll make the arrest."
"Yes, Sir!!!"
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