Kiss My Revenge The Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 388

Just as Miranda was about to take a sip of her coffee, her phone buzzed with a message from Charles.

The moment she saw the message, her brows furrowed slightly.

“Crow's Eye?” she murmured to herself, rolling the words over her tongue. She'd seen that name pop up occasionally on the dark web forums, mentioned by a handful of anonymous users. But she had never paid it much mind.

[Logan hired this group to come to Virell,] the message continued, [Their target seems to be a recently unearthed artifact from the Metropolitan Museum. And you might be on their list too.]

Attached to the message was some intel on “Crow's Eye,” a mercenary group that had risen to prominence in the last three years, known for their exorbitant fees and their uncanny ability to operate without leaving a trace. Even military forces found them untouchable. Once hired, they never failed a mission. But their services came at a steep price, and the group was notoriously dangerous, so only the boldest dared to engage them.

[What's noteworthy is that this group seems to have some sort of special abilities. I don’t know what they are, and no one else does either. But from my research, they’re definitely not like ordinary people. If you encounter danger, I suggest seeking military protection.]

Miranda raised an eyebrow. It was clear Charles was worried about her. He’d never suggested she seek protection before.

[Got it,] she replied succinctly.

Charles quickly sent over images of a few Crow's Eye members. [I could only gather some basic profiles, not much detail, but take a look.]

As Miranda scanned through the photos, her expression changed upon seeing one face.

That man? She had just met him yesterday.

[Oh, one more thing,] Charles added. [There’s a member in Crow who uses poison. Victims' hearts grow decayed plants, consuming the body as nutrients. Even the Global Health Organization hasn’t figured it out yet. Be careful, this person might pose a threat to you.]

Miranda frowned, [Is there a way to get a sample for me?]

Charles replied, [Those bodies are under strict protection by organizations, not easy to access. But I’ll see what I can do.]

Miranda simply replied, [Alright.]

Charles retorted, [Boss, I’m out here killing myself to get you info, and all I get is an ‘alright’? You know how much these international scoops cost?]

Miranda replied with a cheeky, [Alright, alright.]

Charles responded with a playful huff, [Fine.]

In her previous world, alongside NexMed Labs, there were other arcane arts that persisted. Witchcraft was one of those arts.

And like all arts, it had its dual nature. Though she practiced medicine, it could equally be wielded to harm. Those who practiced witchcraft, however, often leaned towards darker purposes, as their power was partially fueled by the lives they claimed.

Some practitioners, eager for shortcuts, resorted to murder.

She never held much fondness for them.

But to find witchcraft here, in this world.

Her thoughts turned to Sebastian and that patient. Without hesitating, she dialed his number.

When Sebastian picked up, he sounded a bit surprised.

“I’m coming to see you today. Text me your address.”

Without a moment’s hesitation, Sebastian sent Miranda his address.