On one side of the street stood an old, abandoned building. It was falling apart, cold, and smelled like rotting wood and dust—a lot like their previous hideout. But tonight, this empty shell had a vital purpose. It was their secret base of operations.
Inside, on the third floor by a broken window, Kaito was hunched over his laptop. The screen showed a grid of live video feeds that their ally, the hacker Silica, was secretly pulling from inside the enemy warehouse across the street. The laptop's cool, blue glow lit up his face, which was tight with focus and fear.
He spoke into his microphone, his voice transmitted to the small earpieces Ace and Evelyn were wearing. "I'm in," he said, the audio crackling slightly. "I can see the main hallway and the room where they're questioning him. I see Silva."
