ngers, while Andrew focused on typing on his laptop. The room wa

café. With Anita's number plate, he successfully obtained her address and phone number. Dante had conducted thorough research, compiling a report that he now handed over to the brothers. His d

t the room. Franklin opened the file, flipping

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y. It was enough to keep her off the radar of those seeking information. While it didn't elevate her to

mage of Anita from the café's CCTV. Though her appearance was not a priori

bout her background, even if it were less than pristine. The Powell brothers had a track record of assisting individuals se

he called th

" she entere

s and Ms. Jacobs," he order

as a woman, but due to her young age. She likely should be in college by

houghts, both brother

wn," Shirley yelled from the

he shouted

e," she ye

m the railing. "Hi," he welcomed Anita, s

pulled Anita into a hug. "No hug fo

onal tone, straightening his back and putting on a serio

interspace," she shared. Hacking into various companies and selling the obtained data was Anita's profession. Although her work

ng. She navigated her career as a lone wolf, steering clear of risks that could jeopardize her life. With no desire for

ir mother excelling as a successful lawyer and their father running an investigation firm. The couple regularly compensated Anita with a substanti

ation equated to currency. This principle was ingrained in her by her parents, wh

her father was a computer scientist. She grew as a geeky kid with a ton of books and qu

she ran from home and started living on her own. She met the blonde twins Jason and Shirley at a book

ped her settle down

grateful t

one. Her parents taught her to rely on herself more than anyone. She won't

d spending her free

s a h

re socia

ion from time to time to f

Jason spoke with a proud tone. He opened the laptop and connected it to the projector. Anit

o France and meet up with a friend. I am thinking of hiring her as the designer," Shirley told. She was pretty serious about it. Shirley

t out a heavy breath as she stretched. Working

you. I wish you were my sister than that ugly shit," Shirley praised.

ley raised her voice at his brother in an accusing manner. "Wait till mom comes home. I am going to snitch on

sessed person. She always

take my leave," she started gathering h

I am not going do it," Shirley waved off. Anita frowned at her reply. She just said she woul

et snitches," she explained. "It's bad to lie," Anita frowned. Her mother always scolded her when

ose feelings and her values so that she could remember her mother and father

ople, making her harder to make friends, as she could approach anyone by her

ering her somewhat oblivious to the intricacies of the real world. The loss of her parents accentuated her inclination toward b

ings of guilt for those victimized by power exploitation. Her computer became a source of learning, guiding h

a giggle from Anita. After bidding her farewells, she drove back to her c

s, she prepared a quick lunch for herself. Enjoying the solitude, she dined a

ent. Glancing at the unknown caller ID, sh

Anita Jacobs?" a f

Anita r

orp. Mr. Powell would like to meet you regardi