The SUV hummed steadily as it sped down the forested path, leaving Donald far behind. Ethan sat in silence, his thoughts racing as he tried to piece everything together.
The Five Ghosts had coordinated a flawless operation, and yet, he hadn't seen any of it coming.
Finally, he broke the silence.
"When did you plan all of this?" he asked, looking at Mark, his tone a mix of curiosity and disbelief.
Mark didn't immediately answer, his gaze fixed on the road ahead.
Instead, it was Maya who spoke up, her voice calm but edged with a hint of reproach.
"Let's just say it started the moment Mike contacted me about Mark," Maya began, her piercing green eyes glancing at Ethan.
"Mike? The one working for the LaRues?"
Mark nodded.
Maya looked at Mark, waiting if he wanted to add anything.
Sensing that Mark wanted her to do the talking, she continued.
