“They won’t be killed. Only two men guard that room. They’re not trained in combat or shooting. I got this info directly from Uncle Tobias,” Brucce explained.
Light rain fell on the mansion’s roof. The atmosphere was cold and tense. From time to time, lightning flashed across the sky, lighting up the elegant marble walls. Behind the luxury of the grand mansion, seven men gathered in secret. They had just created an emergency plan because the situation was no longer safe.
Ever since Feli and her group left, the rest had been trapped. It felt like eyes were watching them from every corner. The mansion was filled with heavily armed guards and tight security systems—CCTV cameras and motion sensors were everywhere.
“Are you really serious about sneaking into that room with me?” Robin asked while buttoning his black shirt.