The night looked beautiful and calm, soft waves moved gently beneath the glow of warm lights, reflecting a quiet elegance that stretched across the water. Tom Neal Resort stood tall, secluded and refined, surrounded by calm waters and carefully placed lighting that gave the entire place an almost dreamlike presence. It was not a resort for the public. It was a place for those who valued privacy above everything else. No noise. No unnecessary attention. Just silence, luxury, and secrets. Dreston stepped out of his car without drawing attention. Steve was already inside, positioned near the reception area, his presence subtle but watchful. He gave a slight nod the moment he saw Dreston, confirming that everything had been secured. “No issues,” Steve said quietly. Dreston nodded once. “Good. Stay here.” Moments later, another car pulled in. A woman stepped out. A beautiful woman. She looked unfamiliar. Her appearance was different enough to pass unnoticed. Her brown hair was style
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