Chapter 36: Diamond Rank, Iron Dreams
It was well past midnight when Micah finally returned home. The moment his bedroom door clicked shut behind him, he slouched against it, dragging his feet toward the bathroom. The hot water from the shower beat down on his sore shoulder, making him feel alive. He leaned his head against the cool tiles, eyes closed, letting the water wash away the sweat and grim.
After drying off, he slipped into an oversized t-shirt that nearly swallowed his slim frame and a pair of loose cotton shorts. He flopped face-first into the bed, limbs spread out like a starfish, groaning into the pillows.
He rolled over lazily and reached for his phone, eyes narrowing as they fixed on the number saved on the screen.
He hesitated, lips pursed in thought.
After thinking for a few minutes, he decided to use his WeChat ID again.
Micah knew he should use an alias, something anonymous, but his tendency to misplace things was infamous. He’d once lost his wallet twice in one week. The idea of losing a phone mid-plan was not just inconvenient. It was a potential disaster.
Besides he wasn’t worried about being tracked. He tapped the screen and opened the app. Thanks to his uncle Owen, Micah had managed to get his hands on a premium anti-tracking app with Military-grade encryption.
He searched for Aidan Wilson’s WeChat account and found one named RiverBridge.
A soft scoff escaped him.
Micah glanced at it and found it tasteless. He rolled his eyes and sent a friend request, fingers tapping quickly against the screen.
RogueOverlord: A friendly reminder: don’t invest in the Shoele project. It is a trap designed to embezzle.