The city never slept, and neither did the darkness lurking within it. Max Carter moved through the streets, his senses sharp, every shadow a potential threat. The revelation that his old partner, Elena Garcia, was the mastermind behind the chaos gnawed at him. Trust was a fragile thing, shattered now, leaving only shards of anger and determination.
The safe house was quiet when he returned. Mia was already poring over the documents they had taken from the warehouse. Her face was a mask of concentration, but the tension in her shoulders spoke volumes. Elena stood by the window, eyes scanning the cityscape as if searching for answers in the neon glow.
"We need to hit them hard and fast," Max said, breaking the silence. "Elena's network is vast, but it's not invincible. We've got Kingsley in a safe location, but they'll come for him again. We need to be ready."
