"Why the hell took you so long? And what food did you even bring?" Joy asked as Georgio tossed a bag of food onto the living room table.

Georgio had just dragged himself home that evening, nearly empty‑handed after failing to score anything from Miller Cosmetics. The Celeste Group had guards swarming the building.

Lucky for him, he managed to slip through a neglected back door. From there, he scavenged whatever scraps he could find. In the ghost‑quiet office, his chest tightened as he ...