The party hall doors finally opened, and laughter spilled into the quiet neighborhood. Teenagers rushed out in small groups, chatting excitedly as they replayed the night’s best moments.A few of them still carried colorful balloons, while others lingered near the entrance, feeling reluctant for the celebration to end. Music was still playing in the open doorway for a few seconds before fading as the doors slowly closed behind them.Tristan’s attention locked onto the crowd the instant people started coming out. His eyes swept over every face until they finally landed on the two girls.“They are finally out.” he muttered quietly under his breath.Then he sighted them. The sisters walked out together, shoulder to shoulder. Their matching smiles and relaxed expressions made them easy to recognize, even from where he was standing.His phone remained pressed against his ear as his gaze stayed fixed on them.“Tristan?” Madison’s voice came through the phone after several seconds of silence

For a brief moment, Tristan paused, carefully thinking through his options. Several excuses crossed his mind, but he quickly dismissed them one after another. None of them felt convincing enough to stand up to more questions. In the end, only one story sounded believable.“I got paid.”Both of them blinked in surprise.“Paid?” the taller one repeated, raising an eyebrow.Tristan gave a calm nod.“I worked as a masseur for a private client.”Silence filled the space between them.Lucy stared at him, clearly caught off guard.“A masseur?”“Yes,” Tristan answered without hesitation.The girls exchanged doubtful glances before looking back at him. From the expressions on their faces, it was obvious they weren’t convinced by his explanation.Lucy slowly folded her arms across her chest, still looking doubtful.“And someone paid you three thousand dollars just for a massage?”Tristan shook his head and reached for his phone again.“Not three thousand.”He unlocked the screen, opened his ban

They were totally bare. Tristan stumbled back, not believing his eyes.The room gradually became quiet as the computers powered on.Lucy rolled her chair closer to the main monitor while her sister walked into the small study next door to grab another laptop. Using a second machine would make the extraction process much faster and more efficient.“It’s on the shelf,” Lucy called after her.“I know,” her sister answered without stopping.A few moments later, she came back carrying a slim black laptop. She placed it beside the desktop computer and immediately started connecting several cables. While Lucy turned towards Tristan, her legs parted and her hands began to roam, from her chest down to her tummy and dropping to her clit.She dug a finger in, retreating the next second and putting it into her mouth. “Urgh?” She released a lyrical mood. Tristan could barely move. Seeing his twisted face, she curled her tongue over her lips. Ding! His system woke up and he was panicked as to wh

Alvis staggered backward as fear completely took over his body. His breathing became fast and uneven, and his chest rose and fell with every shaky breath. His face turned pale, and his eyes stayed locked on Tristan as though he was staring at something that should not exist.“No… no…” he muttered, his voice shaking uncontrollably.His trembling hand slowly lifted, and he pointed a quivering finger at Tristan.“You’re dead,” he whispered, almost too frightened to speak louder. “I saw you fall into the river with my own eyes. I stood there and watched you disappear beneath the water. There’s no way you could still be alive.”The room fell into complete silence.No one dared to interrupt.Lucy and her sister looked from Alvis to Tristan, their faces filled with confusion. They could clearly see the terror in their brother’s eyes, yet Tristan stood there as calm as ever.Without saying a word, Tristan slowly pushed his chair back and got to his feet. Every movement was steady and unhurried

Alvis went sprawling to the ground, knocking down some furniture, making them clatter to the floor loudly.“How dare you?” He gasped, eyes watering with pain.Tristan paid him no mind, turning towards Alvira.“Done?” He asked.She nodded, the conspiracy chats between Alvis and his four other gang members were successfully downloaded.Tristan reached out for the drive, but Alvira clutched it to her breasts, looking at him from beneath her eyelashes.“Give it to me, Alvira,” he groaned. Alvis was already moving, he had collapsed earlier but he was regaining his consciousness.“No, if you really want this drive, you know exactly what to do” She said, her voice low and sultry.He did know what she wanted, but he liked this game so he drew it out a little bit more than he should have.“I do not, if you want something, you're going to have to speak plainly. Unfortunately I'm not psychic, I can't possibly know what's going on in your head” He smirked. They knew it was pure sarcasm. “You're g