By the time Alexander’s convoy left the estate, the city was already awake.Traffic moved. People went about their normal lives.Completely unaware that something violent was unfolding beneath it.Inside the car, no one spoke.Alexander sat still, eyes forward, every detail from the call replaying in his head. Location. Timing. Movement pattern.Too clean.Too visible.It didn’t feel like a discovery.It felt like an invitation.Victor, seated across from him, finally spoke. “It could be a setup.”“It is,” Alexander replied.No hesitation.Victor watched him carefully. “And we’re still going in.”“Yes.”A brief silence followed.Victor nodded once. “Then we go in prepared.”Alexander didn’t respond, but his gaze shifted slightly.That was enough.The location sat at the edge of the industrial district.Quiet.Too quiet.Half-abandoned warehouses, minimal movement, just enough activity to avoid suspicion.But not enough to feel normal.The convoy slowed as they approached.Alexander st
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