Mike rushed into the room, holding a stack of papers and wearing an excited but urgent expression. "Everyone, we've got the location! I found where the mercenaries are hiding."
He unfolded a large map onto the table as everyone—Chris, Sparrow, Slayer, Damian, and Grace—gathered around.
Damian leaned in, his impatience evident. "Where? Hurry and tell us!"
Mike pointed at a spot on the map. "Here—it's an abandoned factory. They're using it as their hideout. I went through every camera in the area, matched facial recognitions, cross-checked movements—this is definitely the place."
Damian's eyes narrowed. "What about Kyle? Did you find out if he's there?"
Mike shook his head, the excitement in his tone dampened. "No, I couldn't confirm that yet. But—" he paused dramatically, "—I found something else!"
Sparrow folded his arms, raising an eyebrow. "What's that?"
