In the study, Luka walked back and forth, his tense shoulders clearly showing stress. Thersia stood in the doorway, watching him with a worried expression. This was the most agitated she had ever seen him. Eventually, he lifted his head and locked eyes with her, displaying a blend of frustration and determination. "We need to figure out a solution fast," declared Luka, as he ran his hand through his hair. "I find it unbearable to imagine Susan's brother in harm's way,"
Thersia agreed, entering the room. "I understand." "We require a plan immediately," Luka said, pausing his pacing to take a deep breath. "I know someone who could assist us." "He may not be a legitimate choice, but he gets the job done. Are you comfortable with that?" Thersia paused briefly before giving her approval. L
