The mansion was calm. Outside, the city hummed with life, but inside, everything felt normal. David moved through the halls, checking his office, his study, the nursery. Guards were on duty, cameras were operating, and everything seemed perfectly safe.He sat in his office, sipping coffee, trying to focus on work. Yet his mind kept drifting to Judy. She was upstairs, resting, carrying their baby. He thought about how careful they had to be, about Cassandra, about all the dangers that had followed them. He felt tense but determined.What he didn’t know was that a storm was quietly gathering in the shadows.---Far across the city, in a dark building, Black Bullet was planning. He studied the folder Cassandra had given him carefully. Photos of the mansion, maps of the area, details about the guards’ routines—all of it was there.“This will be easy,” he muttered, though he smiled coldly. “They think they are safe. They are not. Soon… very soon… everything changes.”He reviewed the files
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