At the upscale restaurant across town, James Franx sat nervously across from Jonathan Blackwood, the well-dressed man who had promised him entry into what he believed was an exclusive organization. The dim lighting and quiet atmosphere made their corner table feel private and secretive."So," Jonathan said, adjusting his expensive cufflinks, "you mentioned having valuable information about Yemin Morgan."James nodded eagerly, practically vibrating with excitement. "Yes, absolutely! This guy isn't who everyone thinks he is.""Before we proceed," Jonathan interrupted smoothly, "I should inform you that my organization has been convened at the moment. We're dealing with some urgent internal matters.""Convened?" James asked, not fully understanding but trying to sound knowledgeable."An emergency meeting," Jonathan explained patiently. "However, if the information you provide proves to be accurate and useful, I'll refer it directly to my superiors."James's eyes lit up with greed and ant

Yemin ended the call and stood in the corridor, his mind racing through the possibilities. Something about James's panicked plea didn't sit right with him. The timing was too convenient, the desperation too theatrical."James was trying to join the Sphinx," Yemin thought to himself, his eyes narrowing with suspicion. "So what are the odds that he's suddenly against them now?"He had specifically told Katherine to deal with James and keep him under control. But from the sound of that phone call, she had clearly failed in spectacular fashion. The question was whether this was genuine incompetence or something more sinister."Could James be trying to lure me into a trap?" Yemin wondered, weighing the possibilities. "Or is he really just a desperate idiot who got in over his head?"Meanwhile, at the restaurant across town, Katherine sat frozen in her chair as Agent Collins stepped further into the room. Her six hired thugs, who had been so confident just moments before, suddenly looked un

Sofia Torrino-Ricci stared in shock at the scene before her - her sister Isabella wielding a knife and poised to attack Yemin like some kind of crazed assassin."What the hell is going on between you two?" Sofia demanded, her voice shaking with confusion and disbelief.In her deluded mind, Sofia immediately jumped to the wrong conclusion. She had seen how Yemin had rejected Isabella's advances, how he had ignored her sister's obvious beauty and charm. Now Isabella was trying to kill him with a knife."You're trying to kill him because he chose me over you!" Sofia accused, stepping protectively in front of Yemin. "I won't let you take away my love!""Your love?" Isabella laughed harshly, still gripping the knife. "You delusional little bitch! This has nothing to do with your pathetic schoolgirl crush!""Yes it does!" Sofia protested desperately. "You can't stand that for once, a man preferred me to you! You've always been jealous of any attention I get!"Isabella's face twisted with ra

Jonathan Blackwood's composed demeanor finally cracked as he slammed his hand on the table, his expensive suit doing nothing to hide his mounting fury."This has been a complete waste of my time!" Jonathan snarled, his cold eyes boring into James. "You dragged me here with promises of valuable intelligence, and all I got was a pathetic display of cowardice!""No, no, you don't understand!" James pleaded desperately, his voice cracking with panic. "Yemin was lying! That's not who he really is! He's just playing games with you!""Games?" Jonathan laughed bitterly. "The only game here was the one you played with my patience, and you've lost spectacularly!""Please, just give me another chance!" James begged. "I know things about him that would shock you! Important things!""I've heard enough," Jonathan said with finality, straightening his tie with sharp, angry movements. "Your 'valuable information' turned out to be worthless gossip about a nobody."Agent Collins watched the exchange wi

James Franx walked out of Faye's office building with a satisfied smirk plastered across his face. The seeds of doubt he had planted about Yemin's character were already taking root, and he could practically taste his revenge."That bastard Yemin thinks he can ruin my life and get away with it?" James muttered to himself as he headed toward his car. "Well, let's see how he likes it when his precious new girlfriend starts questioning his loyalty."He was so pleased with himself that he didn't notice the figure waiting for him in the parking garage until it was too late."James Franx," Agent Collins said, stepping out from behind a concrete pillar. His baseball cap was pulled low, casting shadows over his cold eyes."Oh, it's you," James said, his confidence wavering slightly. "What do you want now?""I don't like people who waste my time," Collins said in a flat, emotionless voice."Waste your time?" James tried to puff up his chest with false bravado. "Listen here, pal, I gave you val