When we arrived, the entire base had been completely cleared out, leaving no personnel, fingerprints, or traces behind.
These people are entirely mercenary, loyal only to hefty payouts—they have no stance, no morals, no bottom line, and aren't bound by any personal ties; they kill purely for money.
As long as we can lock onto the identity and movements of just one of them, we can follow the money and communications trail straight to the mastermind who hired them."
Sienna gave a slight nod, her decisive edge untamed despite the turbulent emotions raging inside her.
"Investigate this with everything you have. Spare no expense, track them to the very end, and assemble the best medical team available.
Cost doesn't matter. Do whatever it takes to save Quincy and ensure his swift recovery."
Alister nodded. "Understood!"
"And..." Sienna paused.
"Lock down all information regarding this villa. Conceal his whereabouts completely and erase any trace that he survived."
Her gaze turned chilling. "He is the only one who has gotten close to them so far.
Until the truth comes to light, no one can know he is here. We must eliminate any possibility of a secondary attack."
"I understand," Alister affirmed with a heavy nod.
After confirming all arrangements were secure, he bowed and retreated out the door to stand guard quietly.
Sienna checked Quincy's pulse; confirming it was steady, the heavy burden pressing on her heart lifted slightly.
She turned, exited the bedroom, and headed straight downstairs.
Slipping into her car, the doors closed, sealing away the light and shadows behind her.
The vehicle slowly pulled away.
Staring out the window at the rapidly retreating trees, realization suddenly dawned on her.
Her true enemy had never been Celeste Carlyle.
It was the person pulling the strings behind Celeste!


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