The Strongest Curse Master

Chapter 257: Friends

Chapter 257: Friends

"Motherfucker!" Matthews screamed, her frustration boiling over. She wanted nothing more than to bash Ace's indifferent face in. But since she couldn't do that, she'd settle for smashing something—except she couldn't do that either. The office wasn't even hers; she'd only borrowed it from Bishop for the next 24 hours.

"Ma'am, should I finish what I started?" Senior Agent Man Hunter asked. She had already tried increasing the effects of her ability by several notches—this time through scent—but somehow, he hadn't reacted. It didn't make sense. 

However, that was far from her best. This time she wanted to attack all five of Ace's senses with her ability. No one could stay that nonchalant after having all five of their senses hijacked. But pushing it further could leave him impaired… or worse. And there was no way a mortal tier would be able to survive that kind of sensory stimulation.

"No, damn it! I want him alive," Matthews snapped, running a hand through her hair in frustration. "Killing him would be a huge waste of a good resource."

Why the hell did everything go sideways when it came to Ace? She had taken down actual feared curse criminals—men and women who had massacred entire cities without batting their eyes. They cracked to her in that very interview room. Yet somehow, this one teenager was on the verge of ruining her entire career.

Sure, her name wasn't mentioned anywhere in the files related to Operation 9Ks, but that wouldn't stop her enemies. Curse users had a very long-term and razor-sharp memory. A little investigation—just a little—and they'd dig up the truth her mentor had so carefully buried to build his so-called legacy.