Faye pressed herself against the wall, her heart hammering as the smell of gasoline grew stronger outside her cabin. She clutched her phone desperately, even though the signal had died completely."I know you can hear me in there, you stubborn bitch!" Vincent shouted from outside. "You've got exactly thirty seconds to come out before I light this place up like a Christmas tree!"Faye remained silent, her faith in Yemin's promise the only thing keeping her from surrendering to the assassin's demands."Fine, have it your way," Vincent snarled. "I tried to be reasonable, but you want to do this the hard way? Let's see how tough you are when you're choking on smoke and burning alive!"The sound of a lighter flicking echoed through the night, followed immediately by the whoosh of flames igniting. Orange light began flickering through the cabin's windows as fire raced along the gasoline-soaked walls."There's nowhere to run now, you pathetic little whore!" Vincent called out gleefully. "You

For a moment, Katherine stood frozen in complete shock, her face drained of all color as she stared at Yemin in the doorway. The champagne bottle slipped from her trembling hands and crashed to the floor, sending glass shards scattering across the cabin."Yemin?" she whispered, her voice barely audible. "But... but how are you here?"Vincent immediately reached for the knife concealed in his jacket, but before he could draw it fully, Katherine suddenly snapped out of her stupor and rushed toward Yemin with desperate tears streaming down her face."Oh thank God you're here!" she cried dramatically, throwing her arms around him. "This horrible man broke into my cabin and threatened to kill me! He said he was going to do terrible things to me!"She pressed herself against Yemin, sobbing theatrically. "I was so scared! I didn't know what to do! Please save me from this monster!"Vincent's eyes narrowed as he realized Katherine was trying to throw him under the bus. "What the hell are you

As the patrol car doors slammed shut, Katherine's world crumbled around her. Yemin's words echoed in her mind like a death sentence—marrying her had been a mistake, a drunken accident, nothing more.The man she had built her entire future around had just destroyed every delusion she had clung to."You bastard!" she screamed through the patrol car window as it began to pull away."You think you've won? You think this is over?"Yemin didn't even acknowledge her outburst, turning his back on her as the car disappeared into the night. But Katherine's rage was far from extinguished—it was transforming into something much more dangerous.Hours later, Katherine sat in a cold holding cell, her designer clothes wrinkled and her makeup smeared from tears of fury. When the guard approached with news that she could make her phone call, most prisoners would have called a lawyer. Katherine had other plans."I need to make a call," she told the guard, her voice eerily calm.She dialed a number she h

Yemin emerged from the hospital into the cool night air, his mind still heavy with concern for Faye's recovery.The events of the evening had left him emotionally drained, but he knew he couldn't afford to let his guard down.As he walked toward the parking garage where he had left his car, he noticed several figures loitering near the entrance.Five men in leather jackets and torn jeans stepped out of the shadows as Yemin approached his vehicle.The leader, a burly man with gold teeth and neck tattoos, blocked his path with a cocky grin."Well, well, what do we have here?" the leader said, cracking his knuckles. "Looks like some rich boy parked his fancy ride in our territory without permission.""Your territory?" Yemin replied coldly, his patience already wearing thin after the night's ordeal. "This is a public hospital parking garage.""Not anymore, pretty boy," another thug laughed. "See, we run security for this whole block now. You want to park here, you gotta pay the fee.""And

Big Mike's head snapped back and forth from the force of the slaps, blood spraying from his split lip. His earlier bravado had completely evaporated, replaced by pure terror."A man in a baseball cap!" he blubbered desperately. "He paid us five thousand dollars to start trouble with you outside the hospital! Said he wanted to see how you'd handle yourself in a fight!""What else did he tell you?" Yemin demanded, tightening his grip on the thug's shirt."Nothing, I swear!" Big Mike whimpered. "He just said to make it look real, like we were shaking you down for parking fees. He didn't tell us you were some kind of fucking ninja!"Yemin released his grip, and Big Mike collapsed back to the ground, clutching his bruised face. The confirmation of what he had already suspected hit Yemin like a sledgehammer—Agent Collins had orchestrated this entire setup to test his capabilities.He got into his car and drove off into the night, his mind racing as he processed the implications. The questio