Ava waited until the courier's footsteps disappeared completely.
Then—she locked the door.
Her stomach was steady, her pulse controlled, but her mind was running sharp.
A thousand-token bounty.
Lucas Bai had made someone very, very angry.
Ava exhaled slowly, pushing the thought aside for now.
First—she needed to check the supplies.
She dragged the crate into the kitchen, flipping the lid off.
Inside—the usual
Packaged rations – high-calorie survival meals, standard for Level Two.
Bottled water – sealed, filtered, nothing suspicious.
Nutrient bars – the kind Lucas always tossed at her in place of a real meal.
Canned protein – cheap, processed, but enough to last.
Ammo cartridges – lower caliber, likely restocking his personal stash.
Ava narrowed her eyes.
All standard.
Nothing out of place
But Lucas Bai didn't do standard.
Ava reached deeper—and there it was.
Tucked beneath the food supplies, wrapped in cloth—A sealed case.
