THE NIGHT IS READY IN MOTION.
While Jack and the men huddled together in intense strategizing for the impending mission, Adams discreetly lingered on the outskirts, carefully eavesdropping on their conversation. His keen ears filtered through the words, extracting the crucial details he knew would play a pivotal role.
As the discussion reached its zenith, Adams slipped away unnoticed, heading towards the serene garden illuminated by the half-moon's gentle glow. Retrieving his phone from his pocket, he dialed Renard's number with a sense of urgency lingering in the night air.
The phone rang persistently on Renard's nightstand, echoing through the room, but Renard engulfed in the soothing warmth of a shower, remained oblivious to the outside world. Soap lathers covered him entirely, shielding even his eyes from the world beyond.
