At the headquarters provided by James in London, Nate, Rachel, Elias, and Emma sat together in a meeting room equipped with various advanced devices. The dim light from the monitor screens illuminated their faces, reflecting the mood of tension and caution. After the successful mission of escorting Elizabeth, Nate felt the need to express his gratitude to his team, especially to Rachel and Elias, who played a significant role in erasing their tracks.Nate began the conversation with a calm but deeply appreciative tone. “Rachel, Elias, you’ve done an outstanding job. Erasing our tracks from the CCTV and deceiving the enemy was key to our success thus far. I’m truly grateful for your skills and dedication.”Rachel, sitting relaxed yet vigilant, offered a slight smile. “We’re all working towards the same goal, Nate. This is a team effort. However, erasing the tracks from the CCTV around James’s house wasn’t easy. They had tight surveillance, but with a little engineering, we made it seem

In the quiet and cozy living room, the atmosphere was heavy as James and Elizabeth sat across from Nate and Emma. Elizabeth, with a worried expression, held her husband's hand tightly, while James tried to maintain his composure in front of their guests. Although he was an experienced politician, the threats against his family made him feel helpless."We can't keep going like this," James began, his voice filled with concern. "Every day, these threats become more real. The assassination attempt we experienced yesterday might just be the beginning of a series of bigger attacks."Elizabeth nodded slowly, adding, "I don't know how much longer we can survive in this situation. We have to do something to protect our family."Nate and Emma exchanged a glance, recognizing how serious this situation was for the couple. Nate sighed and then spoke calmly, "We understand your concerns, James. Yesterday's assassination attempt shows that our enemies are serious and won't stop until they achieve t

The day of the campaign arrived, and the crowd eagerly gathered for the event. The city park was filled with enthusiastic visitors, and the atmosphere was lively. Amidst the excitement, Nate and Emma, who had disguised themselves as ordinary visitors and staff, began their task of monitoring the location and ensuring James Rolling's safety.Nate and Emma arrived at the scene, blending in with the crowd in casual attire. Nate wore a denim jacket and sunglasses, while Emma donned a casual dress and a hat, looking like any other visitor. They were careful not to draw attention and moved calmly through the crowd.Nate scanned the surroundings carefully. “Emma, we need to cover all strategic points. Watch for anything suspicious and make sure nothing slips past our surveillance.”Emma nodded and replied, “I'll monitor the area around the main stage. Make sure all access points to the stage are tightly secured. You check the surrounding areas, especially the entrances and exits, for potenti

At the Black Hawk headquarters, the night seemed calm. The grand building, heavily guarded, appeared like an impenetrable fortress from the outside. The Black Hawk members on duty felt comfortable with their nightly routine, unaware that danger was closing in.In the central operations room of the Black Hawk headquarters, The Viper, the leader of the organization, was discussing their latest strategy to deal with James Rolling with several of his subordinates. The meeting was intense, with all eyes focused on the large screens displaying maps and the latest intelligence.“If only our attack during the campaign had succeeded,” The Viper said, his eyes sharp as he stared at the screen. “We might have already earned full trust from The Oracle by now.”One of his subordinates, Jackson, seemed uneasy. “I’ve heard from some sources that James has gained additional protection. We need to be careful.”The Viper nodded. “We’ve prepared everything thoroughly. Black Hawk has the power and resour

In Westham, a dark and shadow-filled room bore silent witness to the deep contemplation of a man known as The Oracle. The room, dimly lit by the soft glow of a desk lamp, was filled with the scent of old paper and dust, reflecting the somber mood of the man who was deep in thought. The Oracle sat in an old leather chair in the corner of the room, his gaze fixed on a wall covered with maps and images depicting the movements of underground organizations and his long-term plans.His thoughts drifted far into the past, to a time when he was still the leader of one of the most powerful organizations ever to exist. In its heyday, this organization wielded nearly unmatched power, with networks extending to various corners of the world. However, that glory did not last long. There was one individual—a rival known only by a codename—who managed to destroy everything he had built.The Oracle's mind returned to that event, the moment when all the power and resources he possessed could not preven