His phone rang as he swiped the key card to the room— Xander.
"Sir..." Xander spoke as the call connected.
"How's it going to be? The bastard seems to want to play a game..." Trent growled as he stepped in.
"I was going to call you when I saw it trending online but I decided to wait till tomorrow and find some things out"
Trent fell silent for a second, scanning the room.
"What did you find?"
"It's similar to what you've sent. I was going to ask for a way forward. We can't talk about it on the phone"
Hmmm...
That'll be better.
Lumina's information gathering seems to be top tier too, so discussing about Musk or anything sensitive should be kept offline in a safe environment.
"Alright. Start by teasing information about the bastard. I'm sure he'll bite and know where it's from"
"Yes, Sir... I'll make sure he regrets his actions"
"Good. See you tomorrow. Meet me at Grand Crest Hotel"
"Alright. Have a goodnight"
"You too"
