Drax followed Desmond’s instruction and kept his eyes on the room, carefully observing everything happening around them. At first, there seemed to be nothing unusual. The Rusty Rose was filled with wealthy customers drinking, smoking, laughing, and enjoying themselves, while waiters and waitresses moved between the tables carrying trays of expensive drinks. But the longer Drax watched, the more details he began to notice. Several of the servers were clearly teenage girls, some of them looking far too young to be working in a place like this. They moved nervously between tables, avoiding eye contact with certain customers and keeping their heads lowered whenever someone spoke harshly to them. Drax’s attention became sharper when he noticed that some of the girls weren’t simply serving drinks. Whenever they approached certain customers, they discreetly handed over small wrapped packages alongside the drinks. Even from a distance, the way the packages were exchanged made their purpose ob

The girl immediately became frightened, her breathing growing heavier as she stared at Drax. He noticed the fear in her eyes and realized that he had handled the situation badly. He quickly released his grip on her arm and took a step back, raising both hands to show that he wasn’t going to hurt her.“I’m sorry,” Drax said, his voice noticeably calmer. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”The girl rubbed her arm and remained near the door, watching him cautiously. Drax sighed before speaking again, this time without the commanding tone he had used earlier. “Please. I just need you to tell me something about this place. I’m not here to make your situation worse.”She frowned. “Then why are you asking me?”Drax reached into his pocket and pulled out a small photograph. He held it toward her, and when she reluctantly took it, her eyes immediately focused on the young girl in the picture.“Do you know her?” Drax asked. “Her name is Charlotte. I’m looking for her.”The girl studied the photograph

Drax stepped out of The Rusty Rose with Desmond following closely behind. They had already abandoned the expensive clothes they stole earlier and changed back into the worn clothes they had arrived in. The moment Drax pulled his old shirt over his head, he stretched his shoulders and exhaled in relief.“Finally,” he muttered. “I’m comfortable again. Those clothes were squeezing me like they wanted to kill me.”Desmond glanced at him. “You looked better in the suit.”“I don’t care. If I can’t move properly, the clothes are useless.”Fortunately, Desmond knew Null City well enough to navigate the streets without needing directions. He led Drax through several darker sections of the city until the buildings became increasingly sparse. Eventually, they reached an isolated industrial area where an enormous warehouse stood behind a tall metal fence. Several trucks were parked around the building, while workers moved crates from one vehicle into the warehouse under the watch of armed guards.

Old Face screamed and desperately tried to pull his hand away. “I told you, I don’t know anything! Please, I swear I don’t know anything about that girl!”Drax stared at him coldly. “I’ll ask you one more time. Where is Charlotte?”“I don’t know!”Drax didn’t argue. He simply grabbed another finger.Old Face’s eyes widened. “Wait, wait—”CRACK!Another scream ripped through the warehouse. Old Face’s entire body shook as sweat began running down his face. He clutched his injured hand against his chest, breathing heavily while Drax calmly reached toward the next finger.“Alright! I’ll talk!” Old Face finally shouted. “I’ll talk! Just stop!”Drax released his hand and nodded. “Good. Now speak fast.”Old Face swallowed hard. “There’s a list of girls being transported out of Null City. I don’t know if the girl you’re looking for is on it, but if she was brought through the network recently, there’s a good chance her name is there.”“Give me the list.”Old Face hesitated before reaching ins

Drax began preparing for the mission the moment he left Desmond behind. He checked the few pieces of equipment he had brought with him, making sure everything he might need was within easy reach. He carried several sharp daggers concealed beneath his clothes, along with a few other small tools that could help him if he needed to move through restricted areas without immediately attracting attention. This time, however, he wasn’t planning to rely entirely on his fists. Whatever was waiting for him on that ship, he needed to be careful. There were too many unknowns, and somewhere among those criminals were nearly a hundred girls whose lives depended on him.By the time Drax reached the shoreline, darkness had completely settled over Null City. He stopped behind a cluster of abandoned containers and looked toward the water, immediately spotting the enormous ship anchored several hundred meters offshore. It was far larger than he had expected, towering above the smaller vessels moving aro