The mercenary died without making a sound with Nathan's blade slashing through his neck, riding him of his life in an instant.
Once that was finished, Nathan picked up the communication device the mercenary was holding and tweaked it a bit.
Then, he tuned his own communicator at the same frequency, after which he said. “I'm in.”
Moments passed before a response was heard. “General?”
It was Draco.
“I'm in the basement now, heading to the first floor.”
Draco swiftly responded. “We are all ready here, General.”
“Wait for my signal,” Nathan said.
He then put down his communicator, his eyes burning with an intense flame.
The awareness that several mercenaries would be waiting for him once he headed into the hotel ensured that he kept his wits about him, not feeling arrogant about a sma
