Borisin looked at Darius helplessly.

“So, before they can find someone to beat you, they’ll always choose me to be your opponent.” He sighed. “I’m already dreading that day.” He walked toward Darius and put a new mobile phone on the table.

“If things go smoothly, they’ll tap your existing number so that they can listen in on all your calls and read your messages. With this phone, they won’t be able to do that—it can only send messages to another number of mine outside their surveillance.”

He