The journey continued in a tense silence, the only sounds the rumble of the convoy's engines and the occasional crackle of radio chatter.
The presence of Marco Deluca, with his dark aura, seemed to hang in the air, casting a shadow over everyone in the vehicles.
Every member of the team was on high alert, their senses were sharpened, knowing that any leniency towards him could be disastrous.
Finally, the convoy reached the outskirts of Washington.
The secure facility appeared in front of them, with its high walls, it showed how impossible it was to break into.
The vehicles slowed as they approached the heavily guarded entrance, where a number of armed guards stood ready to take action at any time.
The gates slowly opened with a creak of metal as the convoy entered.
As the convoy pulled into the facility, the vehicles were immediately surrounded by guards, their weapons trained on the prisoner.
