Inside the luxurious car, an atmosphere thick with unspoken tension settled over the group like an invisible fog.
Al and the others had just finished listening to Sebastian's thorough breakdown of all the information gathered by Kian's and Bata's teams.
A compilation of intel so convoluted and unexpected that even seasoned operatives would have needed a moment to breathe.
A faint, almost imperceptible smirk of displeasure tugged at the corner of Al's lips, and with a narrowed, cynical gaze, he merely muttered under his breath,
"Ohoo… this is going to turn into an interesting battle," whispered Al.
The tension instantly tightened like a wire throughout the car.
Every pair of eyes subtly shifted toward him, waiting—watching—anticipating.
But it didn't last long.
In a moment as natural as a heartbeat, Al's expression slipped back into its usual relaxed indifference.
