Jack nodded, his focus razor-sharp. He signaled to Darius, and they crept toward the fence. Victor stayed back, ready to provide backup if needed.
Jack slipped through a gap in the fence and approached the first guard. With precise movements, he grabbed the man from behind, clamping a hand over his mouth while delivering a sharp chokehold. The guard slumped to the ground silently.
Darius moved on the second guard, delivering a swift jab to the gut followed by a hook to the jaw. The man crumpled without a sound.
Inside, the safehouse was a maze of dimly lit corridors. Jack and Darius moved cautiously, their senses on high alert.
"She's close," Jack whispered, hearing muffled voices ahead.
They rounded a corner and spotted Ruby tied to the same chair from the video. Two armed guards stood nearby, their conversation casual.
Jack signaled to Darius. "You take the left; I've got the right."
