After a moment, Renata's tone shifted, turning sharp, "We're already investigating who sent those men."
Instantly, Ethan's eyes were burning with anger at hearing her words.
She continued, "Fake registration vans, layered routes, and professional cleanup attempts. This wasn't a random hit."
Ethan nodded. "I figured."
"But here's the strange part," she continued. "The orders weren't just to capture you. They wanted you dead."
A dangerous glint flickered in Ethan's eyes. "Then they made a regrettable life choice."
Renata rolls her eyes and says, "My goodness, Boss... You're still fierce, even half-dead."
"Unfortunately," Ethan said weakly, a faint smile tugging at his lips, "I can't get up and prove it right now—"
The joke landed, but something tangled quietly in his chest. Beneath the teasing tone lay the heavy truth he didn't voice. Axel was coming. Flying straight into danger, straight into exposure, all for him.
