The tension spiked.
No matter how virtuous Marco might be, would he show mercy to those who breached his company’s security and trespassed uninvited?
Uncertain.
"……."
Finn, his entire body tense, carefully scanned his surroundings. If anything untoward occurred, escape would be necessary. Yet, there were no visible routes to flee.
Finn and Beccio had just stepped off the elevator, only to find themselves surrounded.
The soldiers encircling them were on high alert, their hands resting on submachine gun triggers as they sternly warned Finn against suspicious movements.
