"I know, right? He's too handsome to be a monster. Ah, it would be a waste to kill someone with such a handsome face," Raine answered with a playful smile.
"Are you really going to kill him?" Tyrone frowned.
"What if he's not a monster but just a good mutant? Won't you spare him?" she questioned, still staring at the man's photo on the screen of the iPad. "The mission is to eliminate him. I'm sure my uncle Yun wanted you to witness that happening and report the matter to him, so here's what I'm planning to do. You see, nothing matters in Xander's case… His blood alone, whether he's a mutant or not, is the reason why he needs to die," Raine said with a sigh. She moved on the bed and sat with her legs crossed together, facing Tyrone.
"You look so surprised and concerned when you saw his photo. Do you somehow know this man?" she asked, keenly staring at him.
There was a pregnant pause from Tyrone. He wasn't able to even give her a reply as the pilot suddenly spoke and interrupted them from the speaker. He had informed them that the plane was about to take off, as well as their arrival time to country D.
Raine quietly looked at Tyrone, still waiting for his answer.
"No, I don't know him at all. But I can't help but somewhat pity him right now. The blood in his veins would be the reason why he needs to die… That's just tragic. I didn't think that Mirage would be this cruel, even for someone who wasn't even confirmed to be a mythical creature," Tyrone said with a blank expression.
Raine sniggered, "Mirage?"
"I'm working for the Umbra Security Agency… The Bloody-Eyed Hunter and her squad were strongly believed to be a part of Mirage. And now, you have a mission to kill someone who's not even confirmed to be a monster, and for what reason? I guess the Clans of Mirage are really into some deep shi*t if they're clashing together like this."
Raine smirked, "I'm curious, though… Why would the USA bother to investigate the existence of myths?"
"It's because our agency doesn't just accept human clients. We also accept requests from these so-called mutants. I'm sure you're also aware that some people in our agency are not all human," Tyrone stated.
"Hmm, how about we talk about the connection between your agency and the Convel Society instead? I heard that the new werewolf king of the Convel Society is the Chairman and CEO of your agency?" Raine probed carefully. Mia managed to gather a lot of information, but they still didn't know the face behind this mystery man of theirs.
Raine could never penetrate the Convel Society just yet. She still needed a signal from her father, who had asked her not to make any movements against the Convel Society without him by her side.
"Funny… My agency and your group may be investigating each other, but I'd hate to disappoint you, Boss. I can't give you anything more than that because that's the only information I have. Our Chairman and CEO doesn't show himself to us at all. All of his conversations with his employees, including the executives and officers, are done through phone calls and video calls. With him not showing his face, of course," Tyrone replied with his usual poker face.
"Ah, your Chairman and CEO is the shy type, I guess? Too bad, I was so curious to learn more about him too, Tyrone. If you happen to find out more, please tell me, and I will reward you handsomely. I'll even give you the greatest desires you might have in your life," Raine offered, followed by a seductive wink.
Tyrone shook his head, wondering if the woman before him could even act like someone normal for once. She was far too handy for her own good. "You sound like you want me to spy on my agency. Particularly on the Chairman," Tyrone sighed.
"Bingo. Aren't you spying on me for Uncle Yun already? So how about you do some more spying? This time, on the USA Chairman and CEO? I promise to make sure you stay alive even if you offend my uncle. Working for me is way more beneficial above all, after all…"
Tyrone didn't comment, but he sported a particular expression that bothered her.
"What? You look like someone who wants to say something but is hesitating," Raine mumbled, just enough for him to hear.
"It's nothing. You should get some more rest. I'll stay outside and check the menu for lunch," Tyrone changed the subject.
Raine raised her eyebrows as she retorted, "I'm not hungry yet. Come here."
Tyrone let out a long sigh, but he still ended up following Raine's orders. He walked towards her, and the moment he was within her reach, Raine pulled him onto the bed.
"Let's both rest. I need my human pillow," she whispered as she snuggled against him.
"This is not included in my work description," Tyrone complained in his husky tone as he shook his head.
"Yes, it is. Pleasing your Boss is definitely written in your job description, so stop mumbling and be quiet. Let me have this," Raine murmured as she closed her eyes.
She had a lot going inside her head, so many speculations that she was just dying to confirm. But then, she was only one person. She couldn't just do all the things she wanted simultaneously. Maybe later… once she finished her mission at country D, could she then focus on those inferences.
Tyrone had been sighing nonstop that day. He was uncomfortable in their current position. Raine was a very attractive woman, and once again, he was not a saint. His control had its limits, so he shouldn't allow these kinds of closeness and intimacy to develop between them. He didn't know why Raine was too comfortable around him, but he couldn't deny their connection.
"Stop sighing and just relax. Just think of me as a pillow and focus on sleeping. It's a long flight, and you know how sleep is very precious to someone like me," Raine grumbled.
She could hear and feel Tyrone's heart thumping methodically inside his chest. Her ear was pressed against his chest, and she was well aware of her effect on him. Even so, she had no intentions of stopping.
Tyrone closed his eyes as he tried to relax, inwardly chanting his calming mantra in his head. Soon enough, he heard Raine's breathing become even.. 'How could she sleep so easily like this!?' he quietly complained inside his head.