Mike was dead, but my mission was far from over. I came to London to get the whereabouts of Lucy, and now Bettany was my only lead.
The problem now was that Bettany was high up in the air where she could easily fly off, while I was stuck here on the ground.
"Imagine if I could call in a fighter jet."
Fighting the weariness and the stinging headache popping in my brain, my mind churned in search of a solution, and just as I was beginning to believe the only solution was negotiation, two shocking things happened.
One, Bettany began slowly descending from the sky, her expression solemn and her gaze locked on Mike's body.
The second was that the system made itself known.
[Ding!! You have accomplished an exceptional feat. The system is still calculating, but for now, retrieve the body of Mike Duron.]
Seeing the transparent screen flash out, my eyes went to Bettany, and I watched her fall to her knees beside Mike, tenderly cradling his head.
