Greene unhappiness was unhidden, as an overwhelming sense of failure pervaded the air as Greene and his group filed out of Gray's deserted hideout. As the group left the ramshackle building, the sun was sinking, illuminating the streets with a grim orange tint. As they returned to the black SUVs parked a few meters away, the only sound they heard was the crunch of their boots on gravel. Greene continued walking forward, his thoughts racing with frustration and unresolved issues. Once more, Gray had escaped their grasp, and this time it felt intimate. He believed that the timing was ideal and the mission was flawless. Someone had told him, and Greene could not get rid of the suspicion that the system itself was the source of the betrayal. "Back to the station," Greene said curtly as he climbed into the front passenger seat of the leading vehicle. Parker cautiously glanced at him as he slid into the driver's seat, but remained silent. His eyes were fixed on the road ahead, his jaw

After hanging up the phone with Anthony, Sebastian sat still in his chair for a while, his thoughts racing with incredulity and frustration. Although there was a lot of tension in his office, he did not waste any time moping. He got up from his chair, grabbed his office phone, and called William Prime's extension. "Uncle William, please come to my office right away," Sebastian said in a stern and demanding tone. He hung up without waiting for a response, then dialed Abigail. "Abigail, please meet me in my office now. It is about the Nike lawsuit and the commissioner." --- In a matter of minutes, William Prime infiltrated Sebastian's office with a worried expression in place of his customary composure. Abigail trailed closely behind, her face displaying a mix of interest and anxiety. Although he was still standing and pacing close to his desk, Sebastian motioned for them to sit down. "I just got off the phone with Anthony," he said, his voice tight. "He told me that the

Greene sat at his desk, processing everything that had happened while his fingers drummed on the wood.Even though he was tired and the night was getting longer, he could not afford to slow down. Gray had gotten away once more, and now he was receiving information from an unidentified caller.He was in need of answers. And he needed them quickly.He reached for the phone on his desk and dialed a number."Parker and Forster, my office. Now."Parker and Forster came in a couple of minutes later. As Forster folded his arms and wore a serious expression, Parker closed the door behind her. They had both been on his team long enough to recognize when something significant was happening.Greene did not waste any time."I just received a call," he said, leaning forward and resting his elbows on the desk. "An unidentified source says they know Gray's location."Parker's eyebrows went up. "Did they provide you with information?"Forster nodded from his position next to her. "Where is Gray exac