Chapter 37

• Maverick shoved the shattered monitor aside, frustration tightening his jaw. The screen had been displaying the latest trace of the dice’s location—until it vanished. His men had already stormed the marked coordinates, ready to seize the artifact. But all they found was a low-level staffer monitoring security camera on routine duty.
• He should’ve known better.
• This wasn’t just any ordinary object—it was the dice. Incredibly advanced. Deceptively cunning. Who knew what kind of program Xavier had embedded inside it? Whatever it was, Maverick wanted it. Desperately.