Chapter 67: Gathering the Strays
Author: Andromeda88
last update2026-10-29 08:30:29
"You’re early."

Dimas stared at the man standing in the doorway of the shipping container. He wasn't wearing the Ghost’s static shroud or the tactical gear of the Collectors. He was wearing a charcoal suit that cost more than a mid-level courier’s annual salary, and he was holding a stack of manifest forms as if he were checking the weight of a routine delivery.

"The meeting is at 0400, Dimas," the man said, checking his watch. "You’re standing in the rain three hours before the clock strikes. I
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