The ambulance tore through the increasingly deserted city streets at maximum velocity, yet maintained an incredibly stable trajectory. Thanks to its specialized high-priority sirens and traffic preemption clearances, a transit that normally mandated an hour was drastically compressed into a mere twenty minutes.The exact millisecond the sirens were deactivated and the vehicle halted within the restricted subterranean evacuation bay of Medika Kencana Hospital, the rear doors swung wide open. A specialized trauma team, spearheaded by a senior board-certified neurosurgeon, stood fully deployed with an advanced hydraulic stretcher."Patient designation: Miss X! Stage the CT suite immediately! Evacuate and clear the sterile corridor leading directly to the primary operating theater!" the senior physician barked authoritatively, his clinical eyes taking in Clara’s deathly pale complexion.Samson vaulted down from the cabin, his massive strides moving in flawless synchronization with the nur

"Mr. Hendrawan," the man called out, bowing deeply before him.Hendrawan did not turn around. He simply flicked his cigar ash onto the floor. "Where is Clara? Why have you returned empty-handed?""M-my apologies, sir. We were an hour too late," the man answered, his voice trembling. "By the time we breached the regional hospital perimeter, the monster had already extracted that bitch. They contracted a high-specification private ambulance and completely purged all referral records from the hospital's database."SNAP!Hendrawan bit down on the end of his cigar until it snapped, then spat it onto the ground. He spun around, locking a glare filled with volcanic fury onto his men."You dare report another failure to me!" Hendrawan hissed, his voice dropping into a low register that sent a violent shiver through the massive enforcer before him. "A regional public hospital would never dare fabricate or erase patient parameters for just anyone, unless an immense power was actively applying s

"That is correct, sir," replied Rendi, standing tall before him. "Based on the background data our analytical team successfully processed, Samson is a rather infamous former thug who was recruited by Rose Hutama as her personal bodyguard a few months ago. He possesses zero track record of connections with political elites or major corporations."Hendrawan slammed the thick dossier onto his desk, the heavy paper meeting the polished surface with a loud, echoing thud. He leaned back into his luxurious leather chair, massaging his temples, which had suddenly begun to throb with a sharp ache."Damn it! So that bastard with monstrous physical strength who decimated our resort and slaughtered our men is nothing more than a street thug serving as Rose's lapdog?!" Hendrawan uttered, his voice trembling as he fought back a volcanic surge of rage."How could Clara possibly know that man? As far as my intelligence goes, Clara was neither close to nor acquainted with Rose Hutama," Hendrawan decla

Samson did not flinch in the slightest as the wave of mocking laughter echoed through the confined shophouse space.His expression remained flat, cold, and piercing—like a starved tiger sizing up noisy prey before delivering a lethal pounce.He drew a long, deliberate breath, channeling the boiling surge of energy surging through his veins. The internal timer on his physical abilities had already begun ticking down, and he couldn't afford to waste precious seconds listening to these mercenaries exchange jokes."You talk too much," Samson whispered quietly. "You came here to apprehend me, didn't you? Then capture me if you can."Samson flashed a cold smirk and immediately broke into a sprint out of the building. He intentionally drew the hitmen away from Romi's location, creating an opening for the hacker to escape and rendezvous with Gopar and the reassembled former crew."Damn it! Pursue him, don't let him slip away!" the squad leader barked, sending the entire team scrambling out th

"Of course," Samson responded, his register warm yet unwavering. "I will bring Rose inside right now."Samson turned and exited the ICU Presidential Suite. In the outer corridor, Rose stood with her back to the door, arms crossed tightly over her chest, while Bejo leaned against the wall across the hallway.At the click of the latch opening, Rose pivoted to face Samson as he closed the distance."What is her status, Sam?" Rose asked with evident curiosity."Her vitals are stabilizing further. She is alert and capable of conversing," Samson reported, his expression turning grave. "Clara requested an audience with you, Rose. She requires your assistance to execute a tactical retaliation against Hendrawan."Rose raised an eyebrow, momentarily surprised before a sharp, intrigued smile touched her lips. "I fully intend to back her through the endgame. Just as she assisted Titi and me in sending my father behind bars," Rose remarked, adjusting her blazer. "Hm, a counter-offensive? Excellent