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Chapter 81
Chapter 81
“Go ahead.” Ivor’s eyes were half–open. NôvelDrama.Org owns all © content.
“Here’s the thing. We were going to grab something to eat earlier when…” Floyd told his master every single detail of what happened earlier.
“Are you saying Tim used the Soaring Cannon on the hitmen? And it’s one of Master Jim’s signature moves?”
Floyd nodded furiously. “To be honest, I’ve never seen anyone use the Soaring Cannon so proficiently in all my years of combat experience. I know Jim says he’s very skilled in combat, and that might explain it, but I can’t shake the feeling that something’s just not right.”
“What are you thinking?” In fact, Ivor had noticed that something seemed amiss with Tim.
Floyd’s brow knitted. “I think he’s connected to Master Jim.”
“I thought you were going to tell me that Master Jim had disguised himself as Tim.”
“Now that you mention it, I did think he might be Master Jim when I first saw him using the Soaring Cannon. But I thought about it and decided it wasn’t possible. Master Jim is Ms. Bonita’s top
bodyguard. There’s no way it could be him.”
Ivor nodded. “That’s a good analysis. But Tim is just…” He paused and said, “Investigate him thoroughly.”
“You speak my mind, Mr. Ivor.”
“Remember. Do it discreetly. Make sure he doesn’t find out about this.”
“Understood, Mr. Ivor. Leave it to me.”
In the next room, Bonnie and Jim faced each other.
“You used the Soaring Cannon right in front of Floyd?” Bonnie frowned and asked.
He nodded. “It was a dangerous situation. I reacted instinctively.”
“As far as I know, he’s a loyal fan of yours. Wasn’t he suspicious at all?”
“He was, but I explained that I might just have a knack for this particular move.”
“Did he believe you?”
Jim frowned. “I think so.”
Bonnie rubbed her chin and said, “Floyd might seem like he doesn’t care, but think about it. Would Ivor let some gullible fool work for him? He’s probably Ivor’s most trusted servant too.”
“Are you saying that he was suspicious of me, but just chose to say nothing about it?”
“It’s very possible,” Bonnie said. “If my assumptions are correct, Floyd would have told Ivor
everything by now. He’s a smart guy. It’s highly likely that he gave Floyd the order to quietly investigate you.
“Anyway, how did you get your alias as Tim Reid? Is it easily traceable?”
“There’s no need to worry about that, Ms. Bonnie. The guys who did it for me did a meticulous job. Floyd won’t be able to trace it back to me.” Jim patted his chest confidently.
“I wouldn’t worry if it were any other guy, but Ivor is something else…” Bonnie looked at the room next to hers and saw Ivor’s wise and elegant face in her mind.
“He’s smart, and he has the means to put it to good use.”
Do you think Ivor is capable of finding out some kind of clue about me?”
“Correct.” She turned to look at Jim. “Don’t worry, though. I’m going to ask someone for help.”
Jim asked curiously, “Who are you going to call, Ms. Bonnie? Who could keep my identity from Ivor?”
“I’m going to contact someone from the SR League.” She responded.
Jim’s eyes widened. “You know the top brass of the SR League?!”
The SR League was a powerful globally recognized taskforce. It accepted and distributed missions to all kinds of agents around the globe. Their mission completion rate was unbelievably high.