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Maya studied his face and found zero trace of a joke. She was quiet for two seconds, then let go of his collar “I’ll pass. If you get arrested for robbery and sentenced to 30 years, I’d be the only one left to bring you meals in prison.” 

Such was the tragedy of broke siblings. 

Wait. No. 

It hit her suddenly. She’d forgotten what she brought. Maya tore open the zipper on her backpack and held it up for him to see. “I have money.” 

George glanced over casually, then did a double take. The backpack was stuffed with crisp, brand-new bills. 

Maya had pulled the cash from her account before she left, specifically to prevent a scenario where the two of them ended up homeless on the street. 

George stared. “Who gave you this?” 

“Toby.” Maya answered, then tipped her chin up, practically bouncing. “I want takeout. I want instant noodles. I want junk food.” 

The very first order of business after escaping parental supervision was to eat garbage. 

George reached over and hefted the backpack of cash, genuinely impressed by its weight. He nodded without hesitation. “Done.” 

The other members at the base turned out to be surprisingly easy to get along with. Nothing like the dangerous, hardened criminals Maya had imagined. 

“Hey, Maya, you finish your homework?” 

Adults asking kids about schoolwork. Evil never changed its form. 

“My school got blown up.” She paused. “We’re on break. No homework.” 

The guy went quiet, and she could practically see him running the calculation. He didn’t take it as a joke. 

The biggest campus incident in recent news was Harmony International School, and this girl was head-to- toe in designer clothes with a backpack full of cash sitting on the table. 

His mouth twitched. “You go to Harmony?” 

“Yeah.” 

“Oh. Then I think I know why your school’s on break.” He couldn’t hold back his laughter. “The guy who organized that whole thing was Horus, right? That crew was hilarious. They made this huge scene, news crews everywhere, and then they all just died in the most pointless way possible.” 

Maya was, for all intents and purposes, an investor who’d joined the production. 

She’d walked in with a backpack full of money, and for a group that was chronically strapped for cash, that 

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was nothing short of a miracle. The base members treated her warmly. 

Nobody bothered keeping their guard up around a kid. Maya could openly browse their personal computers, and the women on the team would pull up cartoons for her on their work laptops. 

Their daily routine was shockingly mundane. Wake up, work, eat. The rhythm of office drones. 

When things got slow, they’d sprawl in their chairs and chat. After work, they’d cat together. Someone would start a group game. The vibe was weirdly harmonious. 

As for George’s situation, Maya decided to watch and wait. 

Three days passed without incident. George spent most of his time typing away at his computer, occasionally stepping out and coming right back. 

Then came the fourth day. 

George stretched, snapped his laptop shut, and scooped up a set of keys from the desk, spinning them once around his finger. 

“Come on, Maya. I’m taking you out to meet someone. Stay cooped up in here much longer and you’ll rot your brain.” 

Maya’s eyes lit up, thinking they were going somewhere fun. Instead, George brought her to a bar, one that apparently had no issue letting minors through the door. They’d barely walked in when someone waved them over. 

A teenager, maybe 16, sitting in a booth against the wall. A drink sat in front of him, barely touched. His hair was cropped short, his features clean and sharp. He looked like any ordinary high schooler. 

Maya leaned in toward George and whispered, “Is he one of your people too?” 

George tilted his head. “No. He’s a friend.” 

A friend? Maya looked at him. In the dim light, the warm glow caught the side of George’s face and softened it, made him look gentler than usual. 

“I thought cold-blooded killers didn’t need friends.” 

“No friends would be boring,” he said. 

“Fair point.” Maya muttered. “I’ve never really had many either.” 

They reached the boy’s booth. He looked from George to Maya, his gaze settling on the smaller figure with open curiosity. “What’s the deal with you two? Who’s she to you?” 

“My little sister. I’m her favorite person.” 

“My brother. We’re not that close.” 

The two wildly contradictory answers made the boy’s expression go strange. 

“This person is a member of the protagonist’s inner circle. Pay attention.” 

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The familiar voice of the system chimed in her ear. Maya mouthed the words silently to herself The protagonist’s inner circle?” 

She hesitated, then asked under her breath, “Can you tell me what this comic I’m living in is actually abour?” 

Maya had always assumed she was inside a romance comic. After all, the system had only ever mentioned that the comic’s female lead was Kaia and the male lead was Jonathan. She’d figured she was stuck in some school romance. 

But the protagonist’s inner circle didn’t sound like romance. That sounded like something out of an action 

series. 

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