Location: Midtown Gallery – SurroundedThe night was a cage of broken glass and flashing lights. Smoke curled from shattered beams, and Damian’s laughter seemed to echo in the silence he left behind. But the real threat was here now mercenaries armed to the teeth, faces hidden, rifles raised.Lucas Sebastian stood before them like a wall, battered but unbreakable. His blood dripped onto the marble, but his eyes blazed with the fire of a man who had been underestimated for too long.The Assault Begins“Target acquired. Neutralize,” one of the mercenaries barked through a voice modulator. The first hail of bullets ripped through the gallery. Glass exploded, walls splintered, and statues shattered under the barrage.Lucas moved like a phantom, grabbing Helena and Elias, pushing them behind the remnants of a pillar. “Stay down! Don’t move until I say so!” Then he was gone darting forward into the storm.Lucas UnleashedHe slammed into the first mercenary, ripping the rifle from his grip b

Location: Safehouse, MidnightThe safehouse had fallen quiet, but the silence was deceptive. Lucas lay on the sofa, bandages across his ribs, eyes shut yet mind racing.Helena remained near the window, phone in hand, watching the city lights like a hawk watching for predators But Elias wasn’t sleeping.The TemptationHe sat on the edge of his bed in the adjoining room, staring at the envelope Damian had given him. The paper seemed heavier than steel, carrying a weight his young shoulders weren’t ready for. He could still hear Damian’s words echoing in his head: “Your father isn’t who he says he is. Inside here is the truth.”His father had begged him not to open it. Helena had warned it was poison But wasn’t that exactly what liars said when they were cornered. Tears burned Elias’s eyes as his hands trembled. Slowly, he tore the flap open.The ContentsInside wasn’t a letter at least not in the way he expected. There were photographs One after another, black and white surveillance ima

Location: Midtown – Empty Streets, 3:00 a.m.Elias ran until his lungs burned, until his legs trembled beneath him. The night air bit at his skin, but nothing could cool the fire inside. Betrayal. Lies. His father wasn’t the man he thought he was. The Accord. Cairo, My mother.He stumbled into an alley, bracing himself against a brick wall. The photographs blurred in his mind. He felt sick Lost.Alone That was when headlights swept across him, halting at the mouth of the alley. A sleek black car purred to a stop The door opened. Damian Knight stepped out.The Seduction of the Enemy“Rough night?” Damian’s voice was smooth, unhurried, almost mocking. He leaned casually against the car, immaculate in his tailored suit, as though he belonged to the shadows.Elias’s fists tightened. “What do you want?”“Not much.” Damian smiled. “Only to give you what your father never did the truth.”Elias’s breath caught. “You… you know him?”“Oh, better than you think,” Damian said, stepping closer. “Lu