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Greg Jensen yawned, seemingly uncaring as he lazily ascended the stairs.
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Halfway up, he suddenly froze, his expression turning solemn in an instant.
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The reason was the silence above, so quiet that not even the sound of breathing could be heard.
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There were supposed to be two people guarding each staircase landing, but even if they were asleep, it shouldn't have been so quiet.
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Something was wrong!
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Greg's heart tightened, and he ran swiftly upstairs.
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Emerging from the stairwell, indeed, he did not find the two young men who were supposed to be on guard.
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Just then, a commotion came from up ahead.
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Greg ran over and saw that Bobby Prince and Bryce Cooke, along with a few of their men, were all lying on the ground.
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Standing beside them was a middle-aged man with a broad frame and thick bones, his square face marked by a scar.
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He emanated a fierce and ruthless aura.
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