The conference center was teeming with medical elites from all over the world. The alliance was only accepting three new members this year, but dozens had applied.
“I’ll get out here,” Harold said, clutching his briefcase and looking at Shanley seriously. “Moralia Country can be a bit chaotic, Mr. Schwartz. Please take good care of my sister.”
“Don’t worry.” Shanley squeezed Juniper’s hand and gave a slight nod. “We’ll be waiting for your good news.”
“Juniper, I’m heading in.”
“Okay,” she nodded, her voice soft. “Just do what you do best. You’ve got this.”
While at breakfast, she had quickly looked up the other candidates. Though many were professors and researchers from prestigious labs in developed nations, her brother was in no way inferior.
After Harold left, the car proceeded to the underground parking lot. Later, Shanley and Juniper put on masks and found seats in a corner at the back of the auditorium, a perfect vantage point to see the stage without being easily noticed.
Once they were seated, Shanley took off his suit jacket and gently laid it over her lap. “You’re still recovering. Don’t catch a chill.”
“Okay.” Juniper glanced at him, letting him fuss over her as she pulled out her phone to play a game.
Just then, an email popped up in her inbox. The sender was Dr. Lauren, the president of the Global Medical Alliance Association.
The message read: [Master Nocturne, the Global Medical Alliance Association member selection conference is underway. We sincerely invite you to attend.]
Juniper’s brow furrowed, but she didn’t reply.
Juniper had complete faith in Harold’s theoretical knowledge and wasn’t worried at all. She casually opened her phone to discuss the assassination of the Sigma Network leader with Luella.
Meanwhile, Shanley, after peeling a candy and preparing some fruit for her, also took out his phone to coordinate the plan to eliminate “Specter,” the leader of Subterra Vanguard, with Felton and Flint.
Mid-discussion, they both feigned innocence and looked up at each other.
Shanley asked, “Playing a game?”
Juniper countered, “Handling business?”
They both replied in unison, “Yes.”

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