The tension inside the warehouse was suffocating. Adrian glared at the old man, while Rizal quietly assessed his surroundings. He knew one wrong move could get everyone killed.Ucok, who had been terrified from the start, whispered in Rizal's ear. "Man, who's this old dude? Could he be another enemy?"Rizal didn't answer immediately. He was still trying to analyze the situation. The old man carried a different aura—he didn't seem panicked or scared like most people in a shootout. Instead, he seemed to be enjoying it all.Adrian, who had been so confident, now appeared more cautious. "I have no business with you, Old Man. Leave before I change my mind."The old man just smiled slightly, then turned to Rizal. "You're Rizal, aren't you?"Rizal nodded slowly. "Who are you?"The old man didn't answer right away. He studied Rizal for a moment before saying, "You've gone too far into this game, son. And now, you have to choose: survive or die in vain."Ucok swallowed hard. "Man, this is gett

The city night still held onto its sweltering heat, but the sweat trickling down Rizal's temples wasn't solely due to the temperature. Their steps were hurried as they navigated the narrow alleys, avoiding any potential prying eyes.Ucok, walking behind him, kept glancing back. "Bang, I don't think we can go back to the usual place. They've probably spread out to look for us."The old man who had been accompanying them nodded in agreement. "We need a temporary hideout. I know a place that's relatively safe."Rizal stared at the man. "Who are you, really?"The man offered a thin smile. "An old friend of your father's."Ucok almost choked on his own saliva. "Huh?! So, Bang Rizal is... some kind of organization heir?"Rizal let out a long sigh. "Don't start with your drama, Cok."The old man continued walking, gesturing for them to follow. After a few minutes, they arrived at an old house on the city's outskirts. The building looked neglected, but as soon as they stepped inside, the atmo

Rizal and Ucok slipped into the building, crossing the glass bridge that connected the two structures with racing heartbeats. The air inside the building felt stuffy, a stark contrast to the cold night wind. They both tried to regulate their ragged breathing, while their ears remained alert, catching any sound that might betray their presence.Ucok turned to Rizal, his eyes showing clear concern. "Bang, if there are others inside, we need to move faster. We're running out of time."Rizal nodded in agreement, his eyes scanning the neon-lit hallway. "Focus. Let's find the archive room first. It's the key to all of this."They moved quickly down the glass-walled corridor, following the building's layout they had memorized. Their footsteps were almost inaudible on the cold marble floor. The silence enveloping the building felt suffocating, as if every corner held a dark secret.Soon, they arrived at a large iron door, flanked by a digital code panel. Ucok pulled out his hacking device, a

Their footsteps echoed through the narrow corridor. Ucok's breath came in ragged gasps, but he kept running, following the faster Rizal. The sound of the man they'd left groaning in pain still lingered faintly behind them.Ucok glanced at Rizal, panting, "Dude, where are we going? Do you even have a plan?"Rizal remained silent, his eyes fixed sharply ahead. His mind was consumed by one thing—saving Nadia.After several turns, they finally reached an iron door. Rizal tried to pull it open, but it was locked.Ucok smacked his own forehead. "Ugh, why does there always have to be a locked door at moments like these?"Rizal ignored him and quickly surveyed the surroundings. There was no other way, except…His eyes landed on a ventilation shaft on the left side of the wall. It was large enough, probably big enough for them to squeeze through.Ucok followed Rizal's gaze and immediately shook his head. "Dude, don't tell me you want us to go in there.""If you want to get caught, feel free to

BANG! BANG! BANG!Bullets whizzed through the narrow corridor. Rizal dove behind a large pipe, his breath ragged. Ucok, still trapped in the ventilation shaft, bit his lip and stared at him, his face pale."Dude! Seriously, this is your plan?!"Rizal didn't answer. His hand went to his waist, pulling out the switchblade he always carried. His sharp eyes scanned the surroundings, counting the number of enemies from the approaching footsteps.From the end of the corridor, a burly man emerged. His face was scarred, his eyes bloodshot. He raised a shotgun and aimed it straight at Rizal."Foolish kid. You walked into the lion's den unarmed?"Ucok swallowed hard. "Dude, I think it's time we turn around and pretend we were never here."Rizal smirked. "What if I'm the lion?"Before the man could pull the trigger, Rizal lunged forward with terrifying speed. The knife in his hand moved like lightning—severing the man's arm tendons in one swift motion.The man roared, his shotgun falling from hi