Chapter 90

The night before, I was in my study, organizing all possibilities and uncertainties. If in doubt, I called Natalia and the intelligence office for verification. There must be no mistake in high-level operation because the cost was human life. So, no error was acceptable.

After ensuring everything was in order, time had slipped past midnight.

I walked out of the study to my bedroom, a spacious area with a large glass door facing the pool, offering two entry points: one from the door inside the house and the other through the poolside glass door.

For some reason, earlier in the evening, I caught Anastasia and Eugene exchanging secretive glances and murmurs about the night’s plans. Being a marshal, I was constantly on alert, aware that even my own soldiers might harbor intentions to end my life. My training had honed my skills in detecting unusual behaviors, alerting me to any potential threats.

Their inability to maintain a poker face was evident; every thought and plan seemed transpare
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