Alex's face lit up with a warm smile, his eyes shining with relief and approval. "Ohhh, Sanya is a good choice," he said, his voice filled with genuine happiness, as if a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.Judas's expression, on the other hand, was a mask of neutrality, his eyes fixed on Tyler with a hint of understanding. He knew that Tyler's decision was rooted in trust, and he couldn't blame him for being cautious.Sanya's voice trembled slightly as she asked, "Tyler, am I not going to be hurt?" Her eyes searched his face, seeking reassurance, her brow furrowed with a mix of concern and vulnerability.Tyler's gaze softened, his eyes locking onto Sanya's with a deep understanding. He knew that she was putting her trust in him, and he was determined to protect her. "I promise, Sanya, I'll do everything in my power to keep you safe," he said, his voice low and gentle, his words dripping with conviction.The room fell silent, the tension dissipating as the team absorbed Tyler's

Frank's eyes narrowed thoughtfully as he nodded. "Hmmm, let's go with that. Let's join hands with the detectives; together, we will overcome this. Let's send a message to The Ghost," he said, his voice firm with determination. Tyler's fingers flew across his phone's keyboard as he sent the message. A few moments later, he looked up, a hint of doubt etched on his face. "There's an agreement on how to meet. We are to meet tomorrow by evening," he said, his voice laced with uncertainty. Alex leaned forward, his eyes locked onto Tyler's. "Okay, good. What's next?" he asked, his voice firm and resolute. The three men sat in a circle, surrounded by the dim glow of the room's lamps, their faces set with determination. The air was thick with anticipation, heavy with the weight of their mission. They knew that the meeting with The Ghost would be a turning point, a moment of truth that could make or break their chances of success. Frank's eyes were fixed on his phone as he dialed the detecti

An oppressive silence fell over the room, as if Alex's words had sucked the air out of it. The hint of betrayal hung heavily, like a dark cloud, casting a shadow over the team's morale. Alex's eyes narrowed, his mind racing with the implications. He knew that if there was a traitor among them, their mission had just become exponentially more dangerous."We need to get to the bottom of this," Alex said, his voice low and even, but laced with a sense of urgency. "Everyone is a suspect." He scanned the room, his gaze lingering on each face, searching for any sign of deception.Sanya's eyes widened, her curiosity piqued. "The question is, who is the leak?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. She leaned forward, her eyes locked on Alex, eager to know who had betrayed them. Who had gone back to tell the Ghost about their plans, allowing him to prepare a deadly ambush?As Alex began to examine the actions of everyone involved, the room fell silent once more, each team member lost in

As the days turned into weeks, the team slowly began to rebuild, their spirits lifted by a renewed sense of purpose. They had faced the worst and emerged scarred but stronger, determined to move forward together. The air was filled with a sense of camaraderie and gratitude as they gathered in the dimly lit room, the soft hum of computers and gentle chatter creating a soothing background noise.Tyler, his eyes filled with emotion, stood up, his voice trembling with sincerity. "Thank you all for your unwavering support. Thank you for being more determined than I am. I'm grateful to be surrounded by people who love and believe in me."Frank, his face etched with appreciation, turned to Sanya. "Sanya, I don't even know where to begin. Your intelligence and resilience are unmatched. Your determination is invaluable, a beacon of hope in our darkest moments. Thank you for standing strong, for being a rock for us all."As Frank spoke, the team's eyes turned to Sanya, their faces filled with a

Tan Alex's gentle voice wrapped around Sanya like a soothing balm, attempting to calm the tempest of emotions that ravaged her. "I know how much you're hurt and how pained you are, but do not take vengeance on your own. Don't allow your emotions to win and rule over your decision." His words were a soft whisper, a comforting melody that sought to ease her anguish.Sanya's voice was barely audible, muffled by the sobs that shook her fragile frame. She struggled to compose herself, her breath catching in her throat as she fought to contain the deluge of tears. Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke, "Alex, how can I just forget about it? It's a wound that keeps reopening, a constant reminder of the pain and betrayal."Alex's expression was a mask of empathy, his eyes filled with compassion as he listened to Sanya's words. He knew that her pain was a festering wound, one that required gentle care and understanding to heal. He reached out, his hand a comforting presence on her shoulder,