Ethan's persistence paid off. He located a series of shell companies tied to Victor's accounts, all leading to an old port city notorious for illegal trading.
"He's in Blackhaven," Ethan declared.
Alex frowned. "That place is a fortress for criminals. Going in there is suicide."
Daniel crossed his arms. "We're not going in blind. We'll need allies—people who know the terrain and can get us close without tipping him off."
Captain Harding nodded. "I know a guy. Ex-military, works as a smuggler now. He owes me a favor."
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Under the cover of night, the team infiltrated Blackhaven. The city was a maze of narrow streets, hidden alleys, and bustling docks. It was easy to disappear here—perfect for someone like Victor.
Their contact, a grizzled man named Kane, led them to a rundown warehouse.
"Victor's been moving cargo through here," Kane whispered. "Weapons, tech—high-value stuff. If he's still in the city, this is the place to start."
