From Nothing to Norton

Chapter 125 Bernie

The gate of the house at the end of the close was opened to the white van, and the van entered into the compound.

Newton, parked nearby, observed the van's arrival and waited for a few minutes before cautiously driving into the close. He parked his car discreetly by the fence, ensuring it remained inconspicuous.

Feeling the weight of the task ahead, Newton took a deep breath to steady his nerves. He retrieved his two golden pistols, fit in surpressors and carefully slid them under his jacket.

With calculated steps, he ducked below the fence and swiftly made his way to the gate.

Standing upright, Newton adjusted his face cap, ensuring his features were partially obscured.

He straightened his shirt and wore a serious expression, ready to face whatever awaited him on the other side. Taking one last deep breath, he approached the gate and knocked firmly.

The sound of his knocks echoed through the stillness of the compound. Newton waited, his heart pounding in his chest, but there was no