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    Recognizing the man leading the group as the one who had met with ir recently, Marissa watched them approach. The leader stopped a few feet away from her and bowed respectfully. “Please follow me, Miss Nash,” he instructed.


    Marissa nodded, following them toward the bush. Beyond the bushy an open area. It was a round, abandoned yard surrounded by low bushes, once a warehouse that had been demolished after the pier was deserted, leaving the area resembling a dump. A private ne sat among the debris.


    The leader ushered Marissa toward the ne, bowing again. “Please board, Miss Nash.”


    Marissa peered inside the open ne door, paused briefly, then stepped inside. The men in ck followed her in. After the door was shut, the leader approached Marissa respectfully and said, “Miss Nash, please forgive us, but we need to conduct a security check.”


    ncing at the scanning device in his hand, Marissa appeared irritated. “What is this about? Q wants my cooperation but doesn’t trust me?”


    The leader bowed again. “Miss Nash, please understand. Many people are trying to harm Mr. Q. We must always remain vignt. We appreciate your patience.”


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    Marissa realized that without passing this check, she wouldn’t be allowed on Q’s cruise ship. She couldn’t skip the inspection. With a huff, she spread her arms and demanded, “Hurry up then!”


    The leader bowed once more and signaled to his team. One of the men stepped forward with the scanner and thoroughly scanned Marissa.


    A minuteter, the scanning operator signaled to his boss, saying, “No irregrities detected.”


    The lead man nodded in approval. “Miss Nash, may I please hold onto your cell phone during our journey?” he requested. Not wanting to prolong the ordeal, Marissa turned off her phone and handed it over.


    He received it carefully with both hands, ced it in a ck box, and said respectfully, “Thank you for your cooperation, Miss Nash. Rest assured, we’ll safeguard your phone. No one will ess it.”


    Marissa smirked dismissively and remained silent. She wasn’t worried about these people extracting any information from her phone. She was the renowned hacker Bee, and no one could decrypt her phone unless it was him.


    The leader stored the box away and gestured to Marissa. “Please have a seat, Miss Nash. We’ll be taking off shortly.”


    After giving him a brief look, Marissa settled onto the sofa without a word. Soon, the ne lifted into the sky, heading out over the sea


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