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    Since Victor’s eatery had several groups keeping watch, Cole decided to bring only Myles, Aron, and Hugh with him. The rest of the bodyguards stayed back at the mansion to ensure their movements wouldn’t arouse suspicion.


    An ordinary ck car had already been arranged for them. They sped along the road toward town and reached their destination two hourster.


    For the sake of caution, they parked several hundred meters from Victor’s eatery and sat in silence as they waited.


    Night had turned the town quiet, and heavy clouds gathered above, pressing down until the air felt suffocating. Rain was on its way.


    That was exactly what they needed. Back in Podgend, they had checked the forecast and nned to use the downpour as cover to slip into Victor’s eatery unnoticed. They had learned from their investigation that Victor’s eatery had a small courtyard at the back, which also served as his home.


    At precisely ten o’clock, rain began to pour, covering the entire town in a sheet of darkness. All at once, they left the car and rushed toward the eatery.


    Sheets of rain blurred everything, turning the world into a gray haze and leaving the security cameras blind. Moving quickly through the downpour, the group slipped behind the restaurant and climbed the wall with practiced ease.


    A heavy iron gate blocked their path, but the lock was picked in seconds, and they slipped inside.


    What looked like an ordinary house doubled as Victor’s restaurant in front, with his private quarters hidden in back.


    The courtyard door creaked open, letting the group into a pitch-dark living room.


    Rain dripped from their clothes as they blinked into the darkness—no lights, nothing but the sound of the storm.


    Suddenly, thunder cracked, and lightning shed, lighting up the space for a single, electric heartbeat.


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    In that instant, the group saw a silhouette on the living room sofa. There was no mistaking that it was Victor, even in the fleeting burst of light.


    Without hesitation, Myles, Aron, and Hugh drew their guns, sights locked on him.


    A quiet click echoed as Victor flicked on a small tablemp. Its soft glow did little to reach the windows, but it cast enough light for everyone to see. Victor had clearly heard them enter the courtyard but hadn’t bothered to run. With nowhere left to go, he just waited for the confrontation.


    Elliana and Cole fixed their eyes on Victor, who returned their gaze, unflinching.


    The standoff stretched out until Victor finally broke the silence. “I figured you’d show up some day.”


    Despite their soaked and battered appearance, Victor recognized every face in the room.


    Elliana didn’t waste any time. “You were expecting us, weren’t you? Let’s skip the small talk. You already know what we want.”


    “You’re here to find out who I am, who I answer to, and why someone went to such lengths to register you two as husband and wife using forged documents. Isn’t that right?” Victor replied in an even tone.


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