CHAPTER FORTY
The Hunt Begins
The night was unusually quiet.
A sleek black car sped down the deserted highway, its headlights slicing through the darkness as towering trees blurred past on both sides.
Inside, silence filled the vehicle.
Ben sat in the passenger seat with his arms folded, stealing occasional glances at the man behind the wheel.
He lasted exactly three minutes.
"I still don't get it."
Evan didn't look away from the road.
"Get what?"
"That spy."
Ben frowned.
"You finally found one of the rats hiding among the Warriors."
"You had every reason to kill him."
"So why let him go?"
Evan's expression remained calm.
Streetlights flashed across his sharp features one after another.
"If you had executed him in front of everyone, the guards would've learned their lesso
