The light turned on in the warehouse as soon as Adrian entered, the sound of his footsteps echoing in the room with every step he took. His men were ready, their weapons positioned to shoot if needed. The message he received was simple: We need to talk.
Adrian wasn't the type to be summoned; he summoned people, and no one dared summon him. Maybe that was why he found the message intriguing. This was no ordinary informant. This person knew Nicholas and they knew him well.
A figure stepped into the light emerging from the shadows. The man had a relaxed posture and was fully clothed in dark clothings. Adrian's eyes narrowed. He had anticipated a low-level mole, an unnamed traitor. Not the person he was seeing. The man before him was thought to be dead. Luke. It took a while before Adrian sp
