The tension in the room was palpable as we sat around the table, discussing our next moves against Marshall. Grace, her determination shining through despite the danger, sat across from me, her eyes fixed on mine with a mix of concern and trust. Luca, ever reliable and focused, leaned forward, his expression serious as we delved into the intricate web of strategies.
"We need to approach this strategically," I began, my voice steady but weighted with the gravity of our situation. "Marshall isn't just a threat to Grace; he jeopardizes everything we've built if he escalates."
Luca nodded in agreement, his brow furrowed in thought. "Agreed. Our first step is gathering intel. We need to know his movements, his connections—anything that could give us an edge."
Grace listened intently, her pre
