site 11: MMG

“Did you find the code list?” Takasu, now back in his own room, picked a number out of his call history and dialed it. He spoke as soon as it connected.

“Not yet.”

“Then why are you wasting time calling me?” He grabbed a bottle of wine off the shelf and started to pop the cork, the phone still at his ear. “I don’t need progress reports. Hang up and get to work. We need to learn its location, and now. If that list leaks, it won’t just be your responsibility. It may delay the whole plan. And if that happens, who knows how upset our leader will be? You know what that means, right?”

“I... I’m sorry, sir! I’ll get the information, no matter what!”

The cork popped at the exact instant the phone call ended. Takasu poured the red wine into a glass and took a sip, enjoying the taste.

The plan couldn’t be allowed to collapse because of this. It must all be dealt with in secret— and declared part of the occult.

But...

He swirled the glass in his hand and tilted his head. “Something’s not right. Who’s behind him?”