CHAPTER 44

They kept their senses sharp as they made their way through the dark, following Tiger's directions. The massive, shadow-covered two-story safehouse was visible up ahead.

There was a low hum coming from inside, indicating that the security systems were still functional.

Reaching the east side of the building, they located the small, unassuming service entrance. It was ajar, a stroke of unexpected luck. With a deep breath, Sarah pressed the crowbar into Derrick's hand, a silent signal for their first hurdle.

He nodded grimly, understanding the gravity of the situation. Their first challenge was taking down the guard outside Olivia's room, which needed to be done quietly to prevent setting off the alarm.

Derrick inserted a tranquilizer dart into a homemade blowpipe he had constructed earlier that day from a hollowed-out branch with a practiced flick of his wrist.