The mission this time hadn't been anything too dangerous; just capturing a few ordinary people, not assassinating powerful dojo owners. How could Samuel have failed, let alone been killed? They were just regular folks, after all.
If the Sean family hadn't been worried about potential complications or other hidden players vying for the same prize, they'd never have spent a fortune hiring Dwayne, a renowned elite fighter, to handle something so trivial. But now, it seemed their fears weren't so unfounded.
"Enough waiting," the elderly leader of the Sean family declared, his voice edged with impatience. He narrowed his eyes. "The ceremony is drawing near. We must locate the key soon if we're to secure our advantage, and the rewards that come with it."
His gaze shifted to a man further down the table. "Charlie, I'm entrusting this to you."
Charlie, a serious-looking, middle-aged man, rose and nodded. "Understood. I'll handle it."