Chapter 27: Blood Verification, Underworld Market
It was open twenty-four-seven.
Its reach extended to nearly every hidden city, supernatural enclave, and hidden user across the globe.
Here, people could hire hitmen, post assassination requests, trade cursed artifacts, sell rare alchemy materials, or even upload information to be bought by collectors.
Black Markets were not illegal. They were equivalents of normal markets but for supernaturals.
"Now, let’s get started."
I navigated to a hidden folder on the desktop, then ran a program I’d created over the last two years.
It was a custom script—a spoofing and cloaking tool that masked my connection and wiped any location trace.
The code was clunky, but it worked.
My parents thought I was just watching YouTube videos and playing Flash games on this computer.
They never bothered to ask what I was really doing.
Once the program was running, I opened a browser and typed the web address.