Chapter 51

Trev and Kelv cautiously peered into the secret hideout of Jekyll, their hearts pounding with trepidation, afraid of attracting any unwanted attention. They moved with the stealth of seasoned predators, their every movement a calculated dance of silence and secrecy.

Trevor's disappointment was evident on his face as he surveyed the empty and eerily quiet space. "What a shame," he muttered, his voice filled with a tinge of sadness. "I was hoping for some excitement with my newly acquired revolver. But it seems this place is nothing more than a forgotten tale."

Kelvin's expression mirrored his desolation as memories of their training under Jekyll flooded his mind. "Do you remember?" he whispered, his voice heavy with sorrow. "This is where we were shaped into the ruthless hitmen that we once were."

A surge of anger coursed through Trevor's veins, his frustration palpable. "Jekyll exploited our vulnerabilities and manipulated us to his advantage," he spa