Mika glanced down at the list in his hand, scanning the coordinates and names of every individual involved in the bomb plot.
He considered simply handing it over to Nadia. She had the resources, the personnel, the authority to apprehend every single person on this list.
She would do a perfect job—efficient, by the book, no loose ends.
And honestly, he didn't want to strain himself unnecessarily. Let the system handle it.
But the moment the thought crossed his mind—
SMACK!
A hand popped out of a tiny portal and smacked him squarely on the head.
"Ow!" Mika yelped, rubbing his skull as he spun around.
But the hand had already withdrawn, the portal winking shut like a mischievous eye.
He stared at the empty air for a moment, then looked down at the list again.
Ah.
She wanted him to do it.
The oldest sister, did not trust anyone else with this task.
She wanted her precious son, the one who had been causing her so much frustration to clean up his own mess.
