Chapter 809

Karl’s infiltration skills weren’t exactly exceptional— but as always, that depended on who you compared him to.

Against someone like Reed, the NUSA Intelligence Bureau’s legendary agent, Karl’s stealth was amateur at best. In a life-or-death covert mission, the faint scuff of his boots, the momentary hesitation in his movements— those flaws could be fatal. In fact, back in Dogtown, his slip-up was precisely what had exposed him and Reed to danger.

But tonight was different.