Ahead

Frank's eyes narrowed thoughtfully as he nodded. "Hmmm, let's go with that. Let's join hands with the detectives; together, we will overcome this. Let's send a message to The Ghost," he said, his voice firm with determination.

Tyler's fingers flew across his phone's keyboard as he sent the message. A few moments later, he looked up, a hint of doubt etched on his face. "There's an agreement on how to meet. We are to meet tomorrow by evening," he said, his voice laced with uncertainty.

Alex leaned forward, his eyes locked onto Tyler's. "Okay, good. What's next?" he asked, his voice firm and resolute.

The three men sat in a circle, surrounded by the dim glow of the room's lamps, their faces set with determination. The air was thick with anticipation, heavy with the weight of their mission. They knew that the meeting with The Ghost would be a turning point, a moment of truth that could make or break their chances of success.

Frank's eyes were fixed on his phone as he dialed the detecti