The underground training base.
As usual, Anna was training. Over this time, her stamina, reflexes, and overall ability had grown noticeably.
It wouldn't take long before she rose into the ranks of top-tier assassins.
Alex didn't disturb her.
Instead, he brought Nikita and Duggan "Jackal" to the armory.
First, he let Nikita choose her own weapons.
Then, alone, he entered an unused room and took out the LV2 Assassin Camp plaque.
Just like before, he placed it down.
[Name: Assassin Camp]
[Level: LV2]
[Effect: Every 24 hours, automatically recruits 5 assassins…]
[Countdown: 23:59:59]
After a quick glance at the info, Alex stopped paying attention.
At that moment, Susie arrived.
"Mr. Alex, the club and the hotel have been fully repaired. They can be put into operation now.
Also… Miss Irene wishes to see you."
Alex frowned, recalling the name.
He remembered — among the four crime bosses he had "invited" five days ago, Irene had been one of them. She was also the one who performed the best.
So, he agreed.
"Alright. Tell her I'll meet her in your office in half an hour."
Susie nodded, but didn't leave.
Seeing her hesitant expression, Alex raised a brow.
"Susie, if there's something else, just say it."
She exhaled and spoke:
"Mr. Alex… the assassins we secretly sent to protect Mr. Caine and his daughter have reported back. His daughter… has been taken by the High Table."
That one sentence made Alex's brow tighten.
"They didn't intervene?"
"…Forgive me, Mr. Alex. I told them not to expose themselves."
"Why?"
"You said yourself… this isn't the time to make big moves."
Alex's gaze grew cold. He didn't scold her, but his voice was like ice:
"When I said to stay low profile, it was never at the cost of abandoning anyone in this organization."
Then he gave his order:
"Immediately arrange for our ten most elite assassins. Send them to Paris at once. They will follow Caine's lead."
"Yes, Mr. Alex!"
This time, Susie obeyed without hesitation and quickly left.
Watching her depart, Alex gestured for Duggan to step closer.
When he did, Alex spoke in a low voice:
"Jackal, you'll secretly fly to Paris. Contact Caine directly. Find a way to rescue his daughter and bring her back to New York."
"Understood."
Duggan departed at once—
with five gold coins, a forged passport, and a plain car driven out of the hotel's underground garage.
With him gone, Nikita temporarily took over as Alex's personal guard.
Meanwhile, in New York's Lower District—
Viggo's territory.
Carrying Night Demon's command, Pop, a gang boss, hurried to meet Viggo, who had only returned to the city two days earlier.
"Viggo!"
"Pop."
"You've heard about what's happening in New York, right?"
"Yeah… got back the other night, my men already told me. What's this—Night Demon sent you?"
Pouring two glasses of whiskey, Viggo walked over to the sofa, handing one to Pop.
Taking it, Pop sipped, then let out a heavy sigh:
"Right in front of me… the Yellowstone boss was beaten to death by Night Demon like a punching bag."
Hearing this, the faint smile on Viggo's face hardened.
He silently studied Pop, stroked his unshaven beard, then tested him with a probing tone:
"Caught between Night Demon and this Lighthouse… sooner or later, we're finished."
"Tell me about it. The Deli Gang, Giselle Gang, and Hadro Organization—no idea what's wrong with them, but they're burning money just to seize territory like madmen."
Pop didn't hold back, speaking his mind.
The fear of Night Demon had gotten to him.
So much so that even with Viggo, he let his guard down.
Viggo took a small sip of whiskey, crossed his legs, and pushed further:
"If we could somehow break free of Night Demon… and strike a peaceful coexistence with the Lighthouse Organization… wouldn't that be ideal?"
"Forget it. Night Demon's been hiring killers straight from the High Table. The moment we disobey, we're dead."
The room went silent.
Viggo's mind drifted back…
to Mexico, a few days ago—
when he had saved a man who killed three with nothing but a pencil.
Afterward, he even received a call from him.
The man had introduced himself as John Wick.
Codename: Baba Yaga.
An assassin of the High Table.
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