The Buyer

Lyra, sipping her milk at the bar, turned her head at the call. A man approached immediately, a fawning grin plastered across his face. "The buyer has arrived. They wanted to see you."

The gravity of the moment wasn't lost on her—a significant figure had come, complete with a Lev.

Yet, despite his attempt at refinement, the man carried himself with the telltale bravado of a pirate. No amount of pretense could conceal his untamed nature.

Once the group departed, Tracy and the others were left with dark expressions. They'd been hoping for an ally capable of opposing Jerome. Instead, it appeared the two had aligned themselves.

…

In the vehicle, Lyra turned to the driver. "Why did the buyer arrive so early?"

The man pondered her question briefly before answering. "The buyer carries weight. They happened to be nearby, so Jerome seized the opportunity to make arrangements."