Rafael arrived at the rooftop of their headquarters, where his entire team was already enjoying a barbecue party. Bottles of beer were scattered around, and loud DJ music filled the air.Everyone was soaking up the moment — it had been a long time since they felt this kind of happiness. The party was held to celebrate the successful opening of their café, which had already reached a satisfying turnover. It was also a toast to the success of their upcoming plans."El, have a drink," said Dirk, handing Rafael a bottle of beer."Thanks..." Rafael took a swig straight from the bottle.Ivory, assisted by Leonard, was grilling meat, broccoli, and other vegetables at the barbecue pit, while Elena, Martin, and Sienna danced with bottles of beer in hand, their laughter ringing through the night.Rafael leaned against the rooftop railing, enjoying the dazzling city night view. A cool breeze swept by, carrying the mouthwatering aroma of grilled meat. This was a rare moment for them — a pause fro

“Remember, our main objective is to gather as much intel as possible without drawing attention. If anything goes wrong, we pull out immediately,” said Rafael as he put on his glasses with a hidden camera, adjusting them for comfort.Martin packed weapons and essential gear into his bag. “I’ve prepared an evacuation route, but let’s hope we won’t need it.”Elena smirked. “If we do, I’m ready to cut the power at any moment.” She smiled while checking the bullets in her pistol, then tucked it securely under her clothes.Dirk patted Rafael on the shoulder. “Alright, time’s almost up. Let’s move.”Everyone exchanged glances, then nodded in agreement.They used two vehicles. The first was the van used by Sienna, with Martin and Elena riding along. The second was Jagur, a modified vehicle driven by Rafael, carrying Dirk and Leonard.As the vehicles pulled away, Ivory watched nervously from the building’s window.“I hope they succeed… and return safely,” she murmured.Inside the van, Sienna m

“This—?” Elena froze in place at the sight before her. Her body remained stiff until the room’s light switch flipped on, drawing her gaze over her shoulder—where tears were already streaming down her face.“Lena? What is it?” Rafael asked as he entered the room alone. “The others are already back in the car. We need to get out of here now, Len,” he said urgently.“El—?” Elena’s words caught in her throat as fresh tears spilled from her eyes.Rafael approached her, his face etched with confusion. “What happened?” he asked gently.Elena turned her head and pointed to one of the photos on the wall. It showed a woman, clearly unconscious or drugged. What shocked Rafael the most was the woman's condition—naked, disheveled, and surrounded by three men in what appeared to be a hotel room.“My sister!” Elena’s voice finally broke through her sobs. “They... they ruined my sister’s life, El!”Her sobs erupted uncontrollably, her head bowing as grief overwhelmed her.Rafael was stunned, sympathy

Knock, knock, knock!“Len, open the door. I need to talk to you,” Rafael called, knocking on Elena’s door. She hadn’t come out of her room since the previous night.“Elena, you need to eat. It’s already noon,” he added.Dirk walked up beside him. “She still hasn’t come out?”Rafael shook his head silently.Dirk sighed. “She must still be shaken.”Rafael knocked again, this time more gently. “Lena, we need to talk. I know this is hard for you, but locking yourself in won’t help.”Silence.Rafael was about to give up when he heard the door unlock from the inside. It opened just a little, revealing Elena’s pale face and swollen eyes.“I don’t want to talk,” she whispered.Rafael looked at her intently. “You don’t have to talk. But you do have to eat.” He held up a lunchbox in his hand.Elena glanced at the box, then at Rafael. There was warmth in his eyes, but also a firmness she couldn’t refuse.Finally, she took the food.“I have to go out—there’s something I need to take care of. Eat

"Alright, let’s take down that damn traitor!" Rafael muttered with fiery determination.He didn’t waste another second. Slamming his foot on the gas pedal, he sped onto the main road.“Damn it!”“What is it?” Dirk asked, glancing at Rafael, who was now fumbling with his phone.“I lost him,” Rafael growled in frustration. The security system Sienna had installed wasn’t strong enough to track Martin’s whereabouts.“Wait a sec,” Rafael said, focusing intently on his phone. He tried to send a request to the System for help—anything that could help him trace Martin.The System showed a new feature—Individual Tracking—a tool that could locate someone by simply entering their name.Rafael scanned the feature description quickly. “Individual Tracking... Damn, it’s insanely expensive,” he muttered through gritted teeth. “All because of that bastard Martin! I’m paying this much for one single feature? He better pray I don’t catch him!”Reluctantly, Rafael hit “Purchase.” He nearly wept as he wa