176 The Assassin Caught

December 20th, 2026.

"Looks like I will have to make contact with him directly," Ghost muttered under his breath. He was sitting in one of the alfresco dining rooms on the High Street avenue with a clear view of the PSE tower in front of him.

There, at the skyscraper, is where Michael's office was located, and where he is currently at. This time, he wouldn't have to set up in a skyscraper with a clear vantage point of the building. He didn't want to repeat the mistake that still haunted him from the last failed attempt. Instead, his new plan required a more direct approach.

Ghost checked his watch, timing the routines he had observed over the past few days. Michael's habits had become predictable after he watched the CEO's movements, thanks to a mix of physical surveillance and digital tracking. The key was the timing; Michael often stepped out for a mid-afternoon coffee at a nearby café, accompanied only by a small security detail that Ghost knew how to evade.