Avery nodded along, understanding Cerise's intentions.
She had caused a shortage of smugglers, and he was going to fill in the gap.
"Okay, that sounds doable. But I still need to see the details of the masterful identity that you've crafted for me."
Cerise's plan was starting to come together, but it all rested on the crux of the role that she wanted Avery to play.
No matter how well everything else went, if he could not get into the Odium Syndicate or he was found out, the entire mission would go up in flames.
Wearing a smug look, Cerise handed over a tablet with the details that he was looking for.
"Since you signed the contract with me, I've had a few specialist I trust in the central department crafting several specific identities for you. There were a few good options, but I thought that this one was the best fit. Now that we've got your new face, all of the records will be decimated soon."
