More than 10 minutester, lights flickered on in the building, and the sounds ofmotion drifted from downstairs.


    Bryson and Dotson exchanged nces.


    “Time to go!”


    Dotson was quick on his feet.


    ustomed to missions and adept in physical agility, he effortlessly reached the water tank on the second floor and soon was by the window.


    He nced back, hoping to impress Bryson.


    After all, he didn’t expect a wealthy guy like Bryson to…


    To his surprise, Bryson was already ahead, having pried the window open with ease and slipped inside.


    Dotson’s pride took a hit.


    No time for showing off now.


    He hurried up!


    The roomy in darkness, and no one was confined.


    Bryson approached the door, grabbed the knob, and slowly turned it.


    Peering through the door’s slight opening, he scanned the outside.


    It looked like there was a guard posted outside almost every room.


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    Despite themotioning from below, none of them headed downstairs.


    This suggested the person held upstairs had to be of significant importance.


    Bryson touched the small of his back, realizing sneaking someone out today wouldn’t be as straightforward as he’d hoped.


    Yet, just as he prepared to make his move, a loud boom echoed from downstairs!Exclusive ? content by N(?)ve/l/Drama.Org.


    Startled, the second-floor guards drew their weapons and hurried downstairs.


    Seizing the moment, Bryson swung the door wide open and, gun in hand, approached a room that was supposed to be secure.


    To his astonishment, the door wasn’t locked, and the room held a young woman.


    Even more startling was how much she resembled Hannah!


    The woman’s face lit up with surprise when she saw him, quickly reced by a smile.


    “Wow, you managed to break in here?”


    Bryson just looked at her with a frosty expression, unable to ept that she looked so much like Hannah by mere coincidence.


    “Who are you?” he demanded.


    The woman c@@ked her head, a yful smile dancing on her lips.


    “Funny, you break into my ce and then ask who I am.


    Seems like I should be asking you that question.


    Who are you?”


    Bryson sensed she was not going to be easy to crack and decided not to press for answers.


    He turned to leave.