Chapter 110: Victor Wokey's Intel

Though Victor Wokey had fallen into corruption, he remained clear-headed. The intel out of his mouth would greatly help this operation. At the mention, Victor froze. He glanced around, dazed. His face flashed through fear, terror, surprise, manic glee, burning fervor-then collapsed into deep regret. Stefan Zimmerman had never imagined a single face could cycle through so many expressions. In the Black Mist, just what had he been through? Luis Yare muttered, "Vic, what is this, a quick-change show?" "Commander...