Chapter 127

As Helen and Davin crouched behind a stack of crates in the dimly lit warehouse, the atmosphere was thick with tension.

Their small team of trusted partners, two security experts and an intelligence analyst, were strategically positioned around the perimeter, ready to act if necessary. The meeting inside was supposed to be the key.

They had hoped for a breakthrough, but the sudden commotion that erupted was far from what they had anticipated.

The sound of heavy footsteps and muffled voices grew louder, and Helen's eyes darted toward Davin. He looked equally confused and alert. They exchanged a quick glance, silently communicating their concern.

Suddenly, the door to the warehouse burst open, and a group of masked men stormed in. They were armed and moved in a way that suggested they knew exactly where they were going.

The others began to roust the assembled figures in the meeting room, their guns drawn and voices commanding.

“Stay low, babe.” Davin whispered to Helen, as they both p