15. The Auction's Trap

The grand hall of the Atlanta Auction House was buzzing with murmurs and laughter as Arthurton's elites gathered for the evening’s event.

The Shaw family, despite their recent downfall, still commanded a certain level of respect because of Zack Shaw. His reputation as a general of the Western Legion preceded him, and many in the room came out of both curiosity and fear.

Among the crowd, masked figures moved with purpose.

Elijah and Doug, disguised under sleek black masks, entered quietly.

Elijah’s gaze was cold and indifferent as he surveyed the room. Doug followed closely behind, his eyes sharp as they scanned the crowd.

"Zack Shaw may have power," Doug muttered under his breath, "but he's nothing compared to you, Marshal."

Elijah gave a slight nod, his attention focused elsewhere.

"Let them play their games," he replied quietly.

"We’re here for one thing, and nothing will stop us from getting it."

As they made their way through the auction house, there was a sudden shift in the atm