Chapter 51

• “What’s this?” Gala asked, puzzled, as Selena handed him a sleek black card embossed with the golden emblem of Vore Club. It looked elegant—luxurious, even. He rubbed his thumb across the surface, feeling a distinct microchip embedded in it. Selena, meanwhile, let out an annoyed huff.
• “You really don’t know anything, do you?”
• Mike quickly jumped in, cutting Selena off. “He’s still a bit naive, Selena. Maybe you should teach him how things work in North Metro.”