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Chapter 7: The Veiled Game

Eve POV

Reaching my usual place to take pictures, the receptionist, Fay, gladly greeted me.

"Morning, Eve! I have good news for you!" she enthusiastically said.

I was tempted to guess. "Hm, you'll be promoted?"

"No. Keep guessing!"

"Nigel is absent?" I uncertainly asked.

"No. You know it's impossible."

"What is it?"

"So, the Princess gives up?" She teased me.

I moped.

She grinned. "Troy is absent."

I was shocked, but happy. Today, Sven and Train were out, and it made my mood worse. But the absence of that jerk could make it better.

"That's good news!" I supported.

I really enjoyed this day. No one who pervertedly complimented me when taking pictures. No one who forced me to have lunch and dinner together. No one who bugged to escort me home with the luxurious car. No one who made me felt bullied. What else that made my day perfect at my working place? I wished this happened everyday, although I was suspicious.

It was not the first time he was absent. But, today was odd. Usually he kept coming to the working place no matter what, at least to escort me home. So, why was today so different?


Troy POV

I drove my sport car to my father's new office. I had just knew last night that he had another business beside the greatest garment industry, but he didn't want to explain me as he wanted me to find it by myself. So, here I was, almost reaching one of my future companies.

After parking my car, I entered the building.

"Where is my dad?" I asked the receptionist.

"Mr. Wolff is on the underground floor, Sir."

I went to the place informed, opening the main door lock with my special card.

"Hello, son!" My father greeted me, seeing my eyes widened. "Are you surprised?"

I saw two giant-cylinder-aquariums, full with water, or maybe chemical liquid. One of them was filled with human figures, a teenage boy with blonde hair, wearing white clothes, while another one was empty.

"I sponsor a research. Meet the main scientist in this project." My father introduced me a middle aged man, with silver hair and black eyes. "This is Jock Morris."

I smiled and shook his hand.

"What is the research's object?" I asked.

"Nano technology, being developed from human body. Unfortunately, the fund's only enough for one nano-human," answered my father.

"So, you'd like to stop the research?"

"Of course not. We've found another nano-human, wandering outside."

"Outside? An abnormal creature? Seriously?"

"She's not alone."

"A female?"

"Well yes. The one that we have is a nano-human boy. We need a nano-human girl, right?" My father chuckled. "But we need a harder effort to get her. Some people protect her. Last night, we failed to capture her. Here is her picture."

I was shocked. The picture showed a beautiful blonde girl, looking over her shoulder. That was Eve. I yelled, "You must be wrong! She is not … I mean … I can't believe this. I know her!"

"One of your friends in Avedici, right?"

"Yes! But, why don't you tell me?"

"I know you a lot, son. You're not interested in research, science, and so on. That's why I-"

"I'll join you!" I cut off.

My father and Jock Morris looked at me astonished.

I knew that Sven Vollfied is a top sweeper. Dealing with him was a big problem. The only way to capture Eve was when she was alone.

"Who protects her? I mean, beside her father," I asked.

"He looks like a late teenager, but damn strong, more experience, and well-known in criminal world. Some rumors among sweepers told that he is Black Cat," Jock Morris said.

I winced uneasily. "Are you sure he's Black Cat? As I know, he was ex-top eraser from great organization. Chronos, I think. I don't know him well."

The scientist nodded. "I thought he was dead after Eden, but I was wrong. Moreover, I made a mistake by not stealing his data from my former organization, Chronos. Now, he strikes back."

"Do you know his face's like? I never see him."

"We don't have his picture. But I'm sure he'll be in our way. But, wait. Why are you interested with this?"

I looked at Eve's picture, mischievously smiling and saying, "Because I like the veiled game."

TBC