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    Norah packed everything she needed, including guns, bullets, smoke grenades, hand grenades, and even a sharp dagger. She knew this was serious business, and the stakes were high if she got caught.


    Fully prepared, Norah pushed open the window, revealing the bright and colorful lights of Lochdeer. The clock had just struck eleven, and the underground trades were starting to surface. Norah had already reviewed the route and knew it would take her nearly an hour to drive from here to Rushfall River. She had arranged for a van online to move the stolen weapons directly to Alice’s ce.


    Her hotel suite was on the twelfth floor, and a loud, lively wind came through the open window. Feeling the cool breeze on her face, Norah’s eyes lit up with a hint of a smile. “Breaker, are you ready for the surprise I’m sending?” she thought.


    At Rushfall River, the moonlight made the water sparkle and dance. Oscar personally led a team for the arms trading. He was still frustrated about the recent robbery by Sacredice and their destruction of the Breaker’s warehouse. Riss had given him a piece of his mind because of all these issues.


    Riss didn’t realize how close Oscar hade to danger that night, with members of Sacredice aiming their guns at him. When it came down to it, Oscar knew life was more valuable than money.


    Tonight’s deal was crucial for the Breaker to regain its strength and rebuild what had been lost.


    In a dim, deserted factory, about twenty people quietly watched over the crates, surrounded by the sounds of nature and their own breaths. Then, footsteps echoed at the entrance.


    Oscar perked up, straightened his posture, and said, “They’ve arrived.”


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    As soon as he spoke, a group of over ten bodyguards in ck suits entered through the doorway. Oscar warmly weed his dealer and introduced the weapons. The dealer then revealed the money he had brought, disying stacks of bills in his suitcase.


    Seeing the money, Oscar’s face lit up with excitement. “We’ve done business together in the past, so let’s swap the money for the goods.” Oscar spoke confidently, having been through plenty of deals before. He scanned the group.


    The dealer checked the goods and agreed, “Alright.”


    Just as the two groups were about to seal the deal, a smoke grenade was hurled into the factory, filling the air with sharp, irritating smoke that quickly spread throughout the room. Oscar’s pulse quickened, sensing that the other party was about to rob them.


    “Why are you acting this way? Haven’t we sessfully traded many times?” Oscar asked.


    “Oscar, what the hell are you doing?” the dealer shouted.


    They both questioned simultaneously, each suspecting the other of ying tricks. The strong odor was overwhelming, causing their eyes to turn red and making it hard to breathe.


    They clumsily covered their faces.


    “Is this your doing, sending the smoke in here? Guard the weapons!” Oscar yelled.


    Luckily, he had prepared his men beforehand.


    “Fuck, Oscar! Don’t pin this on me. Do you think you can just take the cash and run? That’s not happening! We’re out of here,” the dealer dered.


    Oscar couldn’t understand why his dealer decided to leave. Was he not nning to steal the weapons?


    Then, more smoke grenades were tossed in, engulfing the room in thick, choking fog.


    Everyone struggled to open their eyes and started coughing. In the dense fog, everything ahead was a blur, and no one could see clearly.


    Having taken a Mind Clearing Pill, Norah covered her mouth and nose with a ck cloth and slipped into the room from the side.


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