“Why don’t you just call him? He’s probably free now.


    ”


    “Okay, I will.


    ”


    With that, Hannah ended the call and immediately dialed Bryson’s number.


    A cold, mechanical voice informed her that his phone was powered off.


    rm bells went off in her mind.


    Something was wrong.


    Bryson never turned off his phone unless it was absolutely necessary.


    Trying to maintain herposure, Hannah then called Maloney, only to be greeted by the same lifeless voice: the phone was powered off.


    This couldn’t just be a coincidence.


    Just then, Jalen appeared.


    “Hannah, breakfast is ready…”


    “Please, could you ask Dotson toe downstairs?” Hannah interrupted, her voice tense.


    “Tell him I’ll be waiting in the car.


    Have hime down immediately.


    ”


    She didn’t wait for a response, instead dashing towards the car.


    “Hey!” Jalen called out, puzzled but hurrying to fetch Dotson.


    Within minutes, Dotson was buckling himself into the passenger seat.


    “Boss, what’s the rush?”


    Hannah mmed her foot on the elerator and the car lurched forward.


    “I’ll fill you in on the way!”


    Once the car hit the road, Hannah inquired, “Did they seem off to you when you called the other day?”


    “No… Not really,” Dotson responded, his memory searching for details.


    “Mr.


    Mitchell was there.


    I reminded him about your safety.


    That’s about it.


    Nothing out of the ordinary.


    ”


    Peering into the rearview mirror with a frosty gaze, Hannah announced, “Wle’re being tailed.


    Brace yourself.


    We’ll make our move soon.


    ”


    “Got it!”


    They were still outside the city’s bustling center, where the crowds thinned.


    Hannah swerved onto a less-traveled side road, careful to keep their follower in sight without speeding away.


    She maneuvered the car into a narrow alley behind an abandoned factory, parking so that the car’s rear slightly jutted out into thene.


    The vehicle tailing them halted as well.


    Momentster, four or five men in ck emerged cautiously from the other car.


    Without wasting much time, they sent two men forward into the alley.


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