Chapter 770

Josefina pulled out the silver needle and demanded, "Alright, spill the beans. How'd you find out about The Moon?"

The middleman, too scared to lie, confessed, "Honestly, I didn't even know you were dabbling in this kind of stuff, ma'am. Someone paid me to track someone down, that's all. I'm just in it for the money, I swear I don't know anything else."

Oh sure, the old 'I don't know anything' routine.

Josefina crouched down, whipped out a switchblade, and drove it mercilessly into the back of the middleman's hand.

The middleman gasped, "!!!"

“Ma'am, I swear, I'm telling you the truth! All I care about is the cash, nothing else," he pleaded.

Josefina retorted, "You're not gonna cry until you see the coffin, huh?”

Blood oozed from the middleman's hand, but he kept sobbing, insisting he knew nothing.

Josefina quickly texted Luke, who showed up in disguise, pushing a trash bin.

"Take him back for a little chat," Josefina instructed.

Luke smirked wickedly, "Oh, this'll be interesting. I've got some new tools to try out on him."

Terrified, the middleman yelled, "I'll talk, I'll talk!"

"I've got the guy's phone number, alright? He's the one who told me you had The Moon, that's why I tried to get it from you."

Josefina kicked him, "Get it from me? You mean steal it! Can't even get your story straight, and you dare talk back?"

"Ma'am, I messed up, it's all my fault, I swear I know I was wrong," the middleman begged.

With a mere look from Josefina, Luke dragged the middleman away.

"Ma'am, I confessed everything, why are you still after me?" he wailed.

"Because you're useless to me now."

With that, Josefina knocked him out cold.

...

Josefina snagged the phone

number from the middleman, which

turned out to be a spa

number

and left the bar. Her phone, labeled

as The Bull, rang, and she picked up.

The voice on the other end said, "You're at the café on 105 Eastwood Avenue now.

Someone will meet you there.”

Josefina replied, “Got it."

With a backpack slung over her shoulder

Josefina slipped into.

nearby mall and headed to theenet

restroom to change her appearance.

In no time, Josefina stepped out looking just like The Bull and rode off on her bike.

Halfway there, Oliver kept calling her, not once but over and over.

"Josie, did you go by yourself? Josie, why didn't you tell me? I could've come

along."

"Oliver, I've got Luke and the crew with me, it's a minor thing. Don't stress, just focus on your work."

“Josie, just give

on my way. I can disguise myself give me the address. I'm ess up your plan." Conten ?

too,

won't spot me,

I won'

belongs

Knowing she couldn't persuade Oliver otherwise, Josefina reluctantly gave him the address.

"Oliver, just don't show up as yourself. Your face stands out too much, you'll be noticed in a heartbeat."

Oliver sighed, “.....”

"Don't worry, Josie, I promise I won't mess up your plan. You won't even recognize me."

"I've got to go," Josefina said, hanging up.

She thought to herself, no matter how Oliver disguised himself, his presence was always unmistakable.

Josefina drove to the café, keeping her senses sharp for any leads.

As she sat down, a waiter approached with a menu, "Hey there, what can I get you?"

"I'll have an iced Americano, thanks," Josefina replied.

"Coming right up."

Before long, the waiter returned with her iced Americano.

As the coffee was set down in front of her, an odorless, tasteless sleeping potion

was discreetly sprayed onto Josefina's face.