Dante leaned back in his chair, processing the weight of what was being asked.
He was no longer just creating chaos and distraction. He was now being ordered to actively participate in murder. To provide The Covenant with the weapon they needed to kill Eve.
"I need you to plant one of your people close to her," the voice said. "Someone trustworthy. Someone capable. Someone who can embed themselves in her daily life and become indispensable to her."
"Where is she currently?" Dante asked.
"Still in New York. She's with Dimitri at their private penthouse. But she moves...restaurants, social events, charity galas, shopping. She has routines. We need someone who can integrate into those routines."
"And what kind of person are we talking about?" Dante asked. "Age, gender, background?"
"A woman would be ideal," the voice said. "Women are less suspected of threatening other women. Someone who can become her friend. A confidant. Someone she'll trust completely before we use her."
