Meanwhile, nearby, Kyle and Harvey, who were observing everything, glanced at each other, and a look of understanding passed between them.
Kyle’s eyes flickered, calculating their next move. He leaned in slightly, voice barely above a whisper. “Shall we go in?”
Harvey’s eyes didn’t leave the building’s entrance. His fingers twitched around the grip of his gun, but he remained still. “No, he still has those men around,” he muttered..
Kyle’s frustration was evident in the sharp exhale he let out. “What do we do then? We still don’t have enough people around.”
Harvey’s jaw tightened, the decision weighing on him as he thought what to do next. “I’ll call them in. But we’ll follow this masked man. We need to find out who’s behind Vaughn’s kidnapping. That’s the only way we’ll get answers.”
Kyle’s eyes darted back to the building, his mind processing the urgency.
He nodded, though a dark thought gnawed at the back of his mind. “Right. Let’s stick to the plan. We’re not letting him slip away.”
Minutes passed in silence, the only sounds being the distant hum of the city and the occasional rustle of wind. Kyle and Harvey remained frozen, every sense alert.
They knew their window of opportunity was small, and they couldn’t afford to make any mistakes.
Then, after what felt like an eternity, the door to the building creaked open. The masked man emerged out..
He walked with a measured pace, head down slightly, his footsteps soft but purposeful.
Harvey and Kyle exchanged a glance, a silent agreement passing between them.
Without hesitation, they slipped into the shadows, pressing their backs against the cold metal of the side door.
They held their breath as the masked man’s footsteps drew nearer.
Kyle’s voice was low, barely a whisper as he looked at the masked man then at Harvey. “Now?”
Harvey shook his head, fingers tapping against his phone to issue another quiet command for backup. “Not yet,” he replied, barely audible. “We don’t know where he’s going, and it’s no good if he spots us now. Let him drive; we’ll tail him from a safe distance.”
Kyle gritted his teeth but nodded, staying in the shadows.
They both watched as the masked man opened the car door and slid in. The faint sound of the engine roared to life..
The car eased into motion, disappearing almost like a phantom in the street.
Kyle and Harvey rushed to their car, a gray sedan.
As they settled in, Kyle gripped the steering wheel, casting a quick look at Harvey. “I’ll keep my distance. He’s cautious, whoever he is.”
Harvey’s jaw tightened, his eyes sharp as he peered ahead. “Just don’t lose him. He’s our only lead.”
They pulled out, maintaining a carefully calculated distance as the white car led them down winding streets and away from the industrial quarter.
The masked man drove with steady intent, not a single turn misplaced, as if he knew the city’s every hidden route.
Kyle tightened his hands on the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the car ahead. “What kind of person walks into a gang’s den without flinching? This man…he’s something else.”
“Doesn’t matter what he is,” Harvey replied coldly. “All that matters is finding out what he wants with Vaughn.”
They continued along deserted streets, passing dimly lit alleyways and empty intersections.
The man was smart, cautious, keeping a steady but unpredictable pace.
Any wrong move, and he could slip away into the darkness.
But then, he sped up, unexpectedly veering onto a narrow, twisting road that led them toward the outer city.
Kyle cursed under his breath, increasing their speed to keep him within sight.
“He’s leading us somewhere,” Kyle muttered, focusing hard on every movement from the white car.
“Stay close,” Harvey urged, eyes narrowing. “He’s not losing us.”
Minutes turned into an hour, and the pursuit grew relentless.
The chase wound through a maze of narrow streets and hidden alleys, the kind of places rarely traveled and barely lit.
Each turn felt like it led them deeper into an unknown, shadowed part of the city where normal rules didn’t apply.
Kyle’s voice was tight. “Are we sure he hasn’t spotted us?”
Harvey shook his head. “With his tinted windows, he’d need to look closely. He doesn’t seem cautious. Yet.”
The white car kept a steady speed, weaving the area.
Kyle’s fingers tapped anxiously on his knee, a silent rhythm matching the steady thrum of their car’s engine.
The tension in the vehicle was thick, both men acutely aware that one misstep could mean the difference between discovery and getting valuable information on Vaughn’s captors.
Just then, the white car made a sharp turn again…
The road was narrow, shrouded in darkness. Trees on either side loomed ominously, their branches casting elongated shadows across the ground.
For a moment, they lost sight of the white car as it sped up ahead, slipping further into the night.
“Harvey,” Kyle warned, voice tight. “We’re getting too close. Back off a bit.”
Harvey nodded, but his focus didn’t waver..
Kyle adjusted in his seat, his gaze trained on the faint outline of taillights ahead. And then he glanced sideways at Harvey, a bead of sweat slipping down his temple. “He’s not slowing down. Where is he going?”
Harvey shook his head, his eyes narrowing. “No idea. But wherever it is, it’s somewhere private. Somewhere he doesn’t want witnesses.”
The white car ahead suddenly accelerated, taking a sharp turn around a tight corner. Kyle cursed under his breath, his knuckles white as he gripped the steering wheel. “Damn it, he’s speeding up!”
“Keep on him,” Harvey urged, his jaw clenched. “If he realizes we’re following him, he’ll try to lose us.”
They sped up, pushing the grey sedan harder than it had been pushed in a while, every bump and turn jarring them in their seats.
The masked man was moving fast, his car slicing through the winding roads with an expert’s ease. Kyle’s eyes were fixed on the taillights, his focus razor-sharp as he matched the white car’s pace, keeping close enough not to lose him.