Chapter 82 A Tense Standoff Underground


    Chapter 82 A Tense Standoff Underground


    Theresa had officially run out of patience.


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    She was ready to send this woman straight to hell right then and there–when a hand suddenly reached past the group and handed her a card.


    “My ess card,” Lucas said. “If we don’t make it back, go on up yourselves.”


    Theresa took the card without a second’s hesitation.


    Monica, witnessing this, immediately lost it. “How could you—”


    But Lucas cut her off coldly. “Monica, just focus on your job.”


    Ding. The elevator arrived on the floor.


    Monica had no choice but to back down, though she looked–like she’d swallowed a fly. She turned to re daggers at Theresa.


    Theresa, unbothered, waved the ess card Lucas had just given her like a trophy. That alone was enough to nearly make Monica explode.


    Her dad was the head of the KI Camp, for crying out loud! No one had ever dared treat her like this. And that woman had just kicked her out of the elevator earlier!


    Once this mission was over, Monica swore she’d make her pay.


    <i>Ding</i>.


    The elevator doors slowly opened.


    Everyone inside immediately went on high alert.


    Lucas and the others at the front line took defensive stances, abilities charging in their palms, ready to strike at the first sign of danger.


    <i>Ding</i>.


    The doors fully opened.


    Silence.


    Total silence.


    Even stranger–this floor still had power.


    Bright, sterile white lights illuminated the entire basement level.


    What they saw was a long, pristine corridor, gleaming with spotless white ceramic tiles. It stretched out far ahead, leading to a massive ss security door. Through the ss, awork of office rooms could be seen pletely empty.


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    Chapter 82 A Tense Standoff Underground


    Not a soul in sight.


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    “This is it!” Monica eximed, her voice filled with surprise and relief as she looked out into the lobby<b>. </b>


    Lucas exchanged nces with his team. They cautiously stepped out of the clevator with military precision.


    They were pros–elite special forces. Every move was calcted.


    After confirming the area was clear, the rest of the group was allowed to exit the elevator.


    Theresa came out too, leaving her two dogs posted near the elevator like casual patrol guards. With Kyle and the dogs in tow, she sauntered after Lucas‘ squad like she was on a tour.


    Lucas, noticing they were tagging along, immediately turned. “Why are you following us?<b>” </b>


    “Just taking a stroll. Thought we’d look around.”


    Everyone else was speechless.


    Seriously?


    They were on a high–level, top–secret mission–and these two were tagging along like they were on vacation.


    Was that appropriate?


    Absolutely.


    Theresa hade here to scope out and eventually ta