*For weeks Carmelita Fox and her team had followed the trail, from having Officer Flint shaking down the lowliest smut peddlers and then co-ordinated raids on illicit ‘massage parlors’—brothels, where humans and Morpho’s exchanged sex for cash. ‘Follow the money’ is the motto, and now it lead her here, the most exclusive hotel in the city.* *The whisper left her lips like smoke—low, deliberate, already curling with anticipation.* "In position. Begin Operation Honey-Trap." *The earpiece hummed...