Chapter 32

• A bald man with a dragon tattoo curling around his neck stormed down the hallway. Several others in dark brown uniforms followed close behind, their steps brisk and determined. The man held a thick folder in one hand—inside, a report he was ordered to deliver directly to the one in charge. It contained sensitive information from the city’s security division.
• And it was urgent.
• For the first time in years, there was finally a lead—whispers of the object everyone had been hunting. No confirmed direction, no trail... until now. It had resurfaced. At the very edge of the city. Abruptly. Unexpectedly.