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chapter no. 013!
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❝ DANTE'S HELL. ❞ ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄
"YOU'RE GOING TO TRACK DOWN THE RED SCORPIONS," HOTCH STATED THE INSTANT CARA SAT DOWN. Blinking, she stared blankly at the man as he placed a laptop in front of her. "You know everything there is to know. It's time to put that knowledge to good use." Raising her brows, her eyes darted from him to Rossi. Judging by their facial expressions, they needed her to do this. There were no other leads.
Cara Valentine was the keeper of keys and secrets in this case.
The Red Scorpions had the power to destroy her very being with a snap of their fingers. A simple command from one of the three leaders is all it would take. They had the power to break her in a way that no one would be able to, especially since they had her father.
It was still unclear whether Ross Valentine was back on their side, but it didn't matter. What mattered was that there were people who needed Cara's help, and the voice in the back of Cara's head that tried to get her to do the right thing every now and then was urging her to listen.
Merely nodding, Cara pressed her lips together and looked at the computer screen. Through hell or high water, she was going to help them. Even if that meant there would be an even bigger target on her back.
"No, no, no! Derek, I am not working with a bad guy!" A voice foreign to Cara entered the adjoining room and approached where she sat at a desk.
