Damien POV
The night sky blurred past as I drove, the car cutting through traffic with purpose. I welcomed the darkness and the aggressive honks thrown at me.
My phone rang. I glanced at it once before putting it on speaker.
"Son," Mr Vance said, his voice tight, worried. "Don't tell me you're actually going there."
"I am," I replied evenly. "If Alessandro's report is correct and a high-ranking Raven official is at the Yinn Hotel, then I can't afford to waste time."
"Damien, wait for backup," he said urgently. "You're the target. If they realise you're there, you won't make it out alive."
I removed one hand from the steering wheel and opened the compartment beside me, pulling out a compact black pouch.
"I have a disguise," I said calmly. "If I'm seen, they won't know who I am."
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