Chapter 94 Dancing with the devil

With a deep breath, Mariama answered. "Agamemnon." His smooth voice filled the room, dripping with mock concern. "Mariama, my dear. Having some trouble with your little operation?" Mariama gritted her teeth, her mind racing. How much did he know? How thoroughly had he outmaneuvered them? "I don't know what you're talking about," she said, playing for time. Agamemnon's chuckle was cold. "Come now, let's not play games. I must say, I'm impressed by the audacity of your plan. Trying to snatch TechFusion right out from under my nose? Bold move. Doomed to failure, of course, but bold nonetheless." Mariama's free hand clenched into a fist. "If you're so sure of your victory, why call? Just to gloat?" "Oh no," Agamemnon said, his voice turning serious. "I'm calling to offer you a way out. A chance to salvage something from this ill-fated venture of yours." Mariama's eyes narrowed. "I'm listening." "It's simple, really," Agamemnon continued. "I'll allow you to gain a minority stake in