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Phillip took in the scene before him. More than twenty gangsters blocked their path.
“Mr. Scott, Miss Wilson, Jack is attempting to flee. Kelvin and | will hold off the gangsters. Please proceed to
apprehend him,” he proposed.
The idea of Norah pursuing Jack without support was out of the question. Safety was paramount.
Phillip was confident in his ability to manage the gangsters with Kelvin’s assistance.
“I'm on board with Phillip’s plan. Let's move, honey,” Sean declared.
Grasping Norah's hand, he deftly navigated through the gangsters, obstructing their pursuit of Jack. Once Sean
and Norah were out of sight, Phillip turned to Kelvin with determination.
“Do what you must. Show no mercy.”
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Their previous encounters with the gangsters had been tempered by Norah's compassionate insistence on
sparing their lives. However, Phillip’s tenure with the Sacredice had hardened him. Mercy was not a luxury
afforded to those who threatened their missions.
Their opponents were destined for defeat.
Kelvin’s response was a mix of anticipation and grim satisfaction. “Finally, the moment I've been waiting for,” he
muttered, his lips curving into a sinister smile. Drawing a tulwar from its sheath, Kelvin brandished the gleaming
blade with expertise.
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With each graceful swing of his tulwar, a gangster’'s head was severed, dropping silently to the ground.
“My baby is far more efficient,” Kelvin remarked, a chilling bloodlust emanating from him.
The gangsters, witnessing the gruesspectacle, were paralyzed with fear. The sight of Kelvin methodically
dismembering their comrades was terrifyingly more impactful than the threat of gunfire. Their resolve crumbled.
“Please, spare me!” begged one gangster, cowering in fear. Others, realizing their grim fate if they persisted,
quickly surrendered.
“I'll stop fighting. Please, just don’t kill me!” they pleaded, their voices trembling with fear. “Release me,
please!”
The plea fell on deaf ears as Kelvin frowned in displeasure. “How utterly dull!” he remarked, clearly annoyed. The
gangsters had capitulated, throwing down their arms after just two of their fellows had fallen.
Jack’s crew’s surrender was swift. Without any personal vendetta against Phillip and the others, and with Jack’s
escape leaving the crew directionless, the sight of their fallen fellows drained any remaining courage. Their
primary concern was survival, not loyalty to a cause that risked their lives.
Phillip gave Kelvin a reassuring pat on the shoulder. “Let it be. These men are not worth our time. Let's see if we
can find anything of value around here. Mr. Scott has someone special in his life now. We ought to earn more for
his sake.”
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Kelvin holstered his tulwar and drew a pistol instead. “Agreed. You three, hand over anything valuable. Unless
you wish to meet the sfate as your friends.”
Meanwhile, Norah and Sean were oblivious to Jack's crew’s swift surrender, since they were in pursuit of Jack.
Following the blood and footprints, they entered a cramped space, furnished with the bare essentials for living.
Clearly, it had been used as a makeshift residence for stime.
“Is this where the so-called East Zone boss holed up?” Norah mused, comparing the modesty of the room to the
comfort her own hoffered.
“Where could he have disappeared to?” Sean surveyed the limited surroundings. “Notice the blood here? He was
present not long ago but somehow slipped away. There must be a hidden exit.”
As Sean shared his thoughts, Norah slipped from his grasp and approached the closet, her hands exploring the
decorative items. With her experience on missions, she knew these ornaments were likely candidates for
concealing the switch to a secret passage.
Sean watched her with admiration. Norah's intuition and quick thinking impressed him. She had anticipated the
search for a hidden mechanism even before he could suggest it.
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