"So, this is why he knows what sort of drug to use to sedate Mr.Johnston Sr. without killing him. He has
knowledgeable when it comes to medicine. It is a pity that a single case of misdiagnosis led him down
this rabbit hole." Nicole bemoaned the man's unlawful practice as much as she hated it.
She took her phone out and sent a message to Carl.
[Where are you?]
She soon received a reply.
[At Brave's production facility. You miss me?]
After ensuring that Carl was not on a mission, she called him directly. "Why do you only text when
you're available? Don't you know that I'm in a rush?"
“What's the matter?" Carl became nervous all of a sudden.
Nicole laughed. "Now that's more like it. I need you to do what you did previously, and find someone for
me. Here are the information and coordinates of that individual. Search for him, and I hope you'll be
able to bring him back here."
"Bring him back instead erasing him this time?" иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σм Carl asked to confirm what he had
heard.
"I need you to bring him back alive. A-l-i-v-e," Nicole said, spelling out the last word.
In truth, Carl had heard her clearly and was just teasing her on purpose. "Okay, I heard you clearly. I'll
say hello to Zane first and then, I'll get it done for you."
"Okay, thanks."
"How have you and Zane been?" Nicole asked, as she had not contacted Zane in a long time.
“Things have been rather peaceful here. The Raven hasn't returned ever since we gave them a good
beating. We've resumed our operations now, and we'll pull out when the fellas from Curley Corporation
take over," Carl said, telling Nicole about the actual situation on his end, so she would have no reason
to worry.
“None of you got hurt, right?" Nicole asked, concerned about him.
“of course not," Carl bragged. "Don't you know what I'm capable of?"
"You can't afford to be careless, even if you're skilled in melee combat. Here is what you need to know.
The target is a doctor, and he knows all there is to know about sedatives. You better watch out, or you'll
find yourself on the wrong end of his needle," Nicole mocked.
“Don't make me laugh. Is he as fast as I am? I would've taken him out before he could even dose me,"
Carl said confidently.
“I haven't seen you for a while now," Nicole mocked. "It seems that you've gotten better at running your
mouth."
"You wouldn't feel good if you're not ridiculing someone for a day, huh? It is not like you've never seen
what I'm capable of," Carl retorted.
“Yeah, you're a quick one, but I'm always a few steps ahead." Nicole burst out into a gale of laughter.
“You've gotten better at goading, it seems," Carl responded in kind. "Then we're the same, both you
and me."
"You're learning from the best, Carl. I'll have to give you the attitude adjustment you need when I see
you," Nicole threatened him.
"I will just have to see you later, then," he said.
“You dare threaten me now? Looks like someone's getting uppity these days. I'll have to fly over in a
minute and beat you to a pulp, then," Nicole warned.
"Yeah, I'm scared," he said. "I'm just going to stop talking now. Someone is calling me."
"Go. Remember to capture the target and bring him to me as soon as possible. I'm just afraid he'll hole
himself in a more isolated location. If that happens, it'll be even harder for us to get him," Nicole said.
"Understood. I'm hanging up."
"Bye."
"Mr. Wyance, our production line has been commissioned. We're just waiting for the materials to arrive
before we begin."
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