"Romantic interest?" Herbert repeated, a look of pure disgust crossing his features. "As if I need that."
"Exactly, sir."
If she wasn't here for love, then she was here on a mission. And Rudolf was certain Herbert was the target. Whatever her true objective was, it meant trouble.
"Keep digging," Herbert ordered.
"And the girl?"
"Don't touch her yet," he ground out. His instincts screamed that this woman was playing a dangerous game, one heavily tied to him. If they couldn't outright kill her, they had to keep her contained in Smaro Town. Letting a highly trained operative like her roam free was too much of a risk.
Unlike Tanya, who was fiercely loyal to Starla and would never betray them, Romy was a wild card. They had gone to exhausting lengths to disappear from the world's radar. Herbert wasn't about to let this spy shatter their hard-won isolation.
"Understood," Rudolf nodded. "And the relocation plans?"
"Put them on hold. We aren't moving an inch until we know exactly what game she's playing."
"Yes, sir."

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