The tone was cold, carrying a heavy warning.
My unease grew stronger. Cyril's situation now seemed worse than I had imagined.
After warning the person, he leaned in again to the receiver, softly reassuring me, "Stay calm and wait for me."
He ended the call.
In the final second of the video feed, I saw a hand offering a drink, the liquid in the glass both vibrant and dangerous.
No! This wasn't right!
He had saved me countless times, so I couldn't just stand by and watch him fall into a trap.
Since he hadn't told me the exact location, I would have to find it myself!
I immediately called Darian and briefly explained my intentions.
Darian was always efficient, and within half an hour, he had found the bar Cyril was in.
I looked down at the message—an isolated yet luxurious bar named
