CHAPTER 225

"The fuck are you doing?"

"That's none of your concern, Mr Philips. I am here trying my best to make sure everything goes well and you're sat there, doing nothing. So, don't try to bully me," Ryan responded, his tone dripping with disdain.

The air in the reception area felt thick with tension as Ryan dialed the security team's number, his fingers trembling slightly. The shrill ring of the phone seemed to echo through the sterile silence, amplifying his growing sense of unease.

Just as the call connected, Ryan caught a glimpse of movement from the corner of his eye. Three uniformed guards swiftly approached.

"Thank goodness!" He prayed as he saw the trio. Hastily, Ryan ended the call and dropped the phone back into his pocket as he approached the guards.

"God, where have you been? I was just about to call you guys to confirm what's going on," he said, his voice betraying a hint of relief. "I wanted to ask if you've made any progress in locating Wraith. Where