Faith never thought in her whole career as an agent that a credit card would be stressing her out this much.
She had even called Sugar, her tech specialist for missions, because she had no idea what to do.
Since Magnus was good at hiding his illegal financial transactions using offshore accounts that the government could not link to him (yet), his local bank accounts were useless to the New Order. They were used for mundane purchases.
The Head Alpha had already messaged Faith an hour ago: You haven't used my card yet
"I say go for it, dollface. Let the man treat you!" Sugar said, chewing gum on the other side of the phone.
"It's money he made illegally."
"Paying with a credit card involves no money yet, sweetcheeks."
"Your nicknames are getting ridiculous."
Sugar giggled. "You a
