: Part 2
I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself before attempting to speak again. I understood that Ace was extremely agitated, and I didn't want to escalate the situation further. After a few moments, I cautiously tried to address him, saying his name softly, "Ace..."
His response came out as a warning, "Swear to God, Penn." It was clear he needed more time to cool down, so I wisely decided to keep my mouth shut for a while longer.
As Ace continued to drive, I knew exactly where he was heading – his hideout, his lair. Despite my anxiousness, I remained silent throughout the journey. Even when he parked outside the large rolling door of his massive garage, I didn't utter a word. I watched him as he got out of the vehicle, went to a door to the side, and operated the mechanism
