Snapping her phone open again, she skipped Tony's contact and dialed a dangerous underground number.
The line was connected, with silence on the other end.
"I need your help," Iris said, her voice dropping into a dark tone. "I need you to kidnap two people for me. I want it done immediately, and I don't care what it costs."
She spoke to the contact for several minutes, mapping out the targets and detailing the locations in a frenzied, reckless rush. After the call finally ended, Iris tossed the phone aside and rested her head against the seat, letting out a slow breath as her anger continued to simmer beneath the surface.
She whispered to herself, "Maya… I'm going to make you pay for this."
Back in the quiet comfort of the hospital room, the afternoon gradually slipped into evening. Later that day, the doctor came in to check the pressure behind Adrian's eyes again. After carefully reviewing the charts and test results, a satisfied smile spread across his face.
