Epilogue

Iris was sitting in a car, on a deserted road in the countryside. A few hours ago, an anonymous tipper had sent her the contents of Lang's entire dossier.

Attached to the dossier was a message - a set of coordinates, and a text saying "Package for Iris." This would be the kind of thing she would send Valerie to investigate, but she had been MIA. Her earpiece had stopped responding during the mission, and Iris had no idea where or how she was.

Therefore, it fell upon her to investigate this message. And here she was, bored out of her mind.

She felt herself dozing off when a knock on the window startled her awake. She looked at the direction of the sound and jumped so high she almost hit her head on the car ceiling.

"Valerie! Holy shit!", she exclaimed. She opened the passenger door, allowing Valerie to sit next to her.

Valerie looked exhausted. Her entire body was flushed, as if she had done the most intense cardio of her life. She was panting, causing her unsupported breasts to heave up and down in a hypnotic rhythm.

"I'm so glad you're okay! What happened?", Iris asked curiously.

"I met Hawk at the auction. He seemed to know I would be there.", replied Valerie, blushing furiously, her entire upper body a deep shade of red. "Despite his...interruptions, I managed to get my hands on the package."

"I can confirm the delivery a few hours ago. Mission successful!", beamed Iris. "One question, though."

"Why are you naked?"

Valerie blushed, crossing her legs and covering her breasts with her arms. "Start driving.", she stammered.