Chapter 49

Samuel’s expression hardened, his resolve deepening. “Thank you,” he said, his voice holding a note of gratitude. “You’ve made the right choice.”

As the criminal’s eyes met his one last time, Samuel lowered his gun, a sense of relief mingling with the tension in the room.

Suddenly, Samuel turned to the criminal and shot him down, “Shit, who’s Greyson?”

Samuel swiftly grabbed his car keys and led the remaining members of Jota’s guild to the waiting vehicle. The engine roared to life as he slid into the driver’s seat, his gaze focused and determined.

As the guild members settled into the car, the atmosphere was tense, charged with the urgency of their mission. Samuel’s voice cut through the silence, his tone authoritative.

“Listen up,” he said firmly, his eyes flickering over each member. “We’re heading to Greyson’s warehouse at the docks. This is our chance to put an end to all of this. We need to be prepared for anything.”

Nods of agreement and de