Waiting in anticipation outside his apartment, Arslan anxiously tapped away at his phone, sending messages to Ryder and the others who were expected to meet him by his apartment before midnight. The minutes ticked by, each passing moment stretching into an eternity as he waited for their reassuring replies that never came.
With no response from them, a sense of unease crept over him, making his mind start thinking about bad things that might happened to them. The memory of the recent loss of Ricky was still fresh in his mind, a reminder of the ruthless nature of their enemies who were more trained and seasoned. Arslan knew that the danger they faced was not a threat but a reality.
