Chapter 88: Spirito

Time ticked by, second after second. Walter Warth's eyes were bloodshot. He paced the underground office like a caged animal, frantic and hollow-eyed. He did not even know the name of that mysterious organization, let alone whether they would send anyone to pull him out. Everything lay in a fog. Even so, he had done a lot for them over the years. He had been a good, obedient dog. Transcendent Group was massive, with a market cap nearing a hundred billion. In Walter's mind, that had to be worth...