Antonioni's POV The Sunday meeting at 3PM…It was meant to be a routine final meeting. Brief, no emotions, just precision. But somehow, the tension in the room said otherwise.After the private meeting with the Heads of Security, I invited all the men in the Park to join us. Now, even my right hands joined us. Lethal men. Able-bodied.The time was 9:02 am.Alberto, one of the Park's security team leaders, stood, flipping through his tablet, rambling on about logistics, surveillance, and terrain mapping. I let him talk. His voice faded into background noise while my focus drifted to the faces in the room—the key team members of the park, most of whom would remain behind.I was already twenty steps ahead of them, no matter how logical they thought they sounded.We were traveling light. Only twenty men. Handpicked. Men who had spilled blood with me, and for me. Not talkers, but doers. I didn’t need company, I needed efficiency.I leaned forward finally, cutting Alberto off mid-senten
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