Chapter 179 Mission 3 Of 4 Completed
Detective Ryan’s head snapped around as the sharp crack of a gunshot echoed through the building. It was followed by a blood-curdling scream from the lower floor. The sound was distant but unmistakable. Without wasting a second, Ryan turned to the officers with him. "You four, hold this position. The rest of you, come with me!" he ordered with a clenched jaw, voice low but urgent. He descended the stairs two steps at a time, flanked by three armed men, boots pounding hard against the worn concrete.
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On the ground floor, chaos had already begun to take root. Two police officers, stationed by the exit, stood paralyzed, weapons drawn and eyes darting in every direction. Panic painted their faces with sweat and confusion.
"He just—he just took them!" one of the officers stammered. "Three of them. Gone. Just like that."
His partner tried to steady his aim, flashlight trembling in his grip as he scanned the corridor. But it was too late. Liam was already behind him, mimicking every single step he took with surgical precision. The masked figure moved like a phantom, blending into the dark, until he stepped into the shadows.
A hand clamped tightly over the officer’s mouth.
Before the man could make a sound, Liam dragged him backwards into the darkness, silent as death itself.
The remaining officer, now truly alone, looked beside him—but his partner had vanished. A low curse slipped from his lips as he began backing away, sweat beading down his face. Then—
Thud.
He backed into something solid.
He spun around in full panic, weapon raised and ready to fire—but stopped when he saw the face.