Whispers of Danger

Jason Hertz descended the front steps of his mansion, the rhythmic tap of his polished shoes echoing through the crisp morning air. The line of bodyguards snapped to attention as he approached, their faces impassive but vigilant, each one nodding respectfully as their employer passed. Jason’s sharp eyes scanned the perimeter before turning to Roman, his most trusted guard, who stood just a step behind him. “Message the other team”, Jason instructed, his voice calm but commanding. “Make sure the vehicle is ready. I don’t want any delays today”,. Roman gave a curt nod and stepped aside to relay the order, leaving Jason to continue his leisurely walk toward the waiting car. Hidden in the shadows of the garden, David watched the scene unfold. His heart pounded in anticipation as he saw Jason nearing the car, every bodyguard’s attention focusedly solely on their employer. It was the moment he had been waiting for.

With a subtle hand gesture, David signaled to Cyrus and Raid. “,Go”, he whispered into the earpiece. Cyrus and Raid moved swiftly, slipping through the back garden unnoticed. The towering hedges and sprawling foliage provided the perfect cover as they made their way toward the back door. The guards stationed around the estate remained oblivious, their attention locked on Jason’s departure. Raid reached the door first, his gloved hands deftly testing the handle. Unlocked, just as they had anticipated. With a quiet nod to Cyrus, he pushed it open, and the two men slipped inside. The interior of the mansion was stark contrast to the shadows they had just left. The air Was thick with the scent of expensive wood polish and fresh flowers, a testament to the wealth of the Hertz family.

Danielle set alone in the dining room, her unfinished food. She stared blankly at the plate, her father’s harsh words replaying in her mind. Her hands trembled slightly as she clenched the edge of thee tablecloth, the frustration and anxiety bubbling beneath her calm exterior. She was so lost in thought that she almost missed the faint ‘thud’ echoing From the hallway. Her head snapped up, heart pounding. Is he already back? he didn’t went to his work? She wondered, panic setting in. Her gaze darted toward the door, half-expecting her father too storm back in with another round of reprimands. But it wasn’t Jason. Instead, two figures emerged-Cyrus and Raid, their faces obscured by black masks, their eyes cold and focused. Danielle shot to her feet, the chair scraping loudly against the floor. Her pulse quickened as fear took hold.

“Who are you? How did you get in here?” She demanded, her voice trembling but loud, hoping to alert the staff or guards. The masked men said nothing in. They moved with silent precision, their footsteps steady and underlying as they closed the distance between them and their target. Danielle backed away, her heart racing. “Stay away! I’ll” Before she could finish, Raid lunged forward, his movements swift and practiced. He grabbed her by the arm, while Cyrus pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, soaked in chloroform. Danielle struggled, kicking and thrashing, but their grip was unyielding. “No let me go!” She screamed, her voice muffled as Cyrus pressed the cloth against her mouth and nose.

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