Silence settled over the storage building.
Not hostile.
But deliberate.
The third man studied Andres carefully, no longer hiding his intent.
"…You're exactly as described," he said.
Andres didn't respond.
Because now—
This was the real conversation.
"…Who sent you?" Andres asked calmly.
The man smiled faintly.
"Someone who doesn't like uncertainty."
That answer was vague.
Intentionally.
But it confirmed something.
This wasn't random.
It was organized.
"…And the purpose?" Andres continued.
"To see if you're a problem."
A pause.
Then—
"…Or an asset."
Kael let out a quiet breath beside him.
"Figures."
Andres remained still.
Because now—
The outcome mattered more than the process.
The man tilted his head slightly.
"You didn't overextend. You didn't panic. You didn't show everything."
His gaze sharpened.
"…That's rare."
Another pause.
Then—
"You'll be contacted again."
Not a request.
A statement.
And just like that—
They turned and left.
No names.
No explanation.
Just intention.
Andres stood there for a moment, thinking.
Then he spoke quietly.
"…That was organized."
Kael nodded.
"Yeah."
A brief silence followed.
"…And now," Kael added, "you're officially on someone's radar."