54. A Ghost from the Past
Elijah stood by the window of the room, staring at the darkened sky.The photograph of the mysterious man—cloaked in shadow, lurking near Sophia—was spread out on the desk in front of him. His thoughts raced, but his face remained an impenetrable mask of calm.“We need to find him, Doug,” Elijah said, his voice low and cold.“Whoever this is, he’s linked to the syndicate, and he’s watching Sophia. I want him found, no matter the cost.”Doug, standing at attention beside him, nodded.“We’ve already increased the surveillance around Arthur Palace, Marshal,” Doug replied. “I’ve also put more men on Sophia’s protection detail. No one gets near her without us knowing.”Elijah’s jaw tightened. "Good. But I want more than just eyes. Set up traps, gather intelligence. If he slips up, I want to be there to crush him."Doug nodded again, his eyes reflecting the same steely determination. "Consider it done, sir."As Doug turned to leave, Elijah’s phone buzzed on the desk. The name ~Olivia Winter
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