The door didn't open quietly —it slammed open with a deafening bang that made everyone in the room flinch.
The men sprawled across the floor were already trembling from everything that had happened. But the moment they saw a line of men in fitted dark suits stepping in one after another, their fear deepened into something far more desperate.
The air itself seemed to grow heavier.
The more they stared at those men, the more one thought echoed helplessly in their minds—
Just what sin had they committed in their previous lives to deserve a day like this?
But what they failed to notice—
This time, they weren't the only ones terrified.
Karl, Pier … and even Adelyn—
All of them carried a shift in expression.
Especially Karl.
The moment his eyes landed on the man at the entrance, his face drained of all color, turning as pale as paper.
If possible, he would have run.
Run without looking back.
