Chapter Twelve

“Smart move”

“In some ways, I feel I should have actually done the job myself,” Roberts mused, a wry smile playing at the corners of his lips.

“There would be a trace,” Smith said.

“I still do not trust these guys with this task. We’ve been using them doesn’t mean they are good enough for this.” He sighed, frustration creasing his brow.

“Now that Ryan is aware we’re after him, what if he tries something drastic? Do you think he’ll still be staying at the same location, considering he managed to escape an attempted murder?” he added, his concern etched across his face.

Smith sighed. “Whoops! I’m as confused and worried as you are.”

“Roberts, we need to stand together in this. We can do it.” Smith said.

In that confined and heavy room, they shared a common purpose.

To triumph, they needed to solve the riddle that had shattered their already crafted plans and led them to an unknown end. Who came for Ryan?

It was a risky path, but they had no alternative. They were guilty of a lot and