Chapter 115

Xaviers curiosity burned hotter, his instincts urging him to uncover the truth. He waited a beat before exiting the car, moving with calculated stealth towards the building. His heart pounded with a mixture of anticipation and apprehension.

Inside, he navigated the corridors, his senses alert to any movement or sound. He followed the faint echoes of footsteps, leading him deeper into the building. The air was heavy with a sense of secrecy and uncertainty.

Finally, he reached a door, slightly ajar. He paused, his hand resting on the doorknob. His breath was held in anticipation as he gently pushed the door open, revealing a scene that would unravel a new layer of the intricate web he had woven.

The room was dimly lit, figures huddled in conversation. Robert’s voice carried through the air, his tone a mixture of urgency and determination. Xavier’s eyes narrowed as he absorbed the sight before him, his mind racing to make sense of the unfolding tableau.

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