The sudden and unpredictable movements of Tryson sent waves of anxiety through the people stationed at the security line of the building. Their hands tightened around their weapons, and their eyes flickered with unease, deeply worried by the terrifying thought that somehow, Tryson might manage to find a way to escape.
Meanwhile, back in the room where Alex had previously trapped Tryson—a grim, suffocating place that had now become the scene of not one, but two deaths—the thick smoke slowly began to settle, revealing the aftermath of the chaos.
It was within those very walls that both Alex and Arthur had met their tragic ends, their lives snuffed out in a desperate, brutal encounter.
The men on the mission, still reeling from the loss of their leaders, understood that the stakes had now reached a critical point. They knew with a chilling certainty that there could be no more mistakes: Tryson had to be stopped, no matter the cost.
Failure was not an option.
