323. The Eldest Miss Gayler
"I don't understand, Miss, Why did you do her a favor? I don't think we ever gonna need to use that favor to do something for us. If we want the head of the family to do things or spy on her, We can just activate sleeper cells networks. They would be efficient and most likely to be successful."
Just as the call dropped, A hooded woman in a barely lit room turned towards the feminine figure in the dark seated on the boss desk chair in the middle of the room while asking a query in a confused tone.
The room they were in looked like some underground bunkers with light red bricks visible in the walls peaking out of plaster and so flakes of colour falling from the walls.
This place looked like some rundown survival fallout bunker known for their rigidity and toughness capable of protecting survivors even from the blastwave and nuclear fallout.