|Xavier's POV|
Two days, it has been two days since I last saw Sage or heard from her.
I am going out of my mind with worry, and especially with the Albanians killing my business, I know that I have to act.
I am currently standing in a docking yard near Brooklyn, waiting for a weapons shipment to arrive as Azriel sits beside me in the backseat of the car, with his laptop open while he types away on the keyboard.
He is still trying to find the person who broke into the safety of Solitaire, and would hence lead to the identification of the rat that we have in our ranks.
In front of me, Raphael is behind the wheel while Niko is sitting beside him in the passenger side. More of my soldiers are standing post all over the premises, just in case anything decides to go sideways.
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