One of the men approached Lucas quietly and handed him a device.
"Thermal scans," he said.
Lucas glanced at it.
"There are multiple heat signatures inside," he murmured. "Guards, staff… and one isolated."
Elena's heart tightened slightly. "That has to be her."
Lucas did not confirm it, but he did not deny it either.
"We cannot rush in blindly," he said. "If they detect us, they might move her again."
Elena's eyes did not leave the building. "We do not have the luxury of time," she said.
Lucas looked at her for a moment. He understood. Then he nodded.
"Fine. We move in stages."
…
The first layer of security was taken down quietly.
Two guards near the outer perimeter were eliminated without making any sound. Lucas's men worked with precision, clearing the path step by step.
Elena moved with them. She did not stay back. Her movements were controlled and sharp, her focus unwavering.
They reached the wall.
