Katelyn casually retrieved a milk candy from her pocket, savoring the familiar sweet, creamy taste that instantly soothed her.
The villa was simply structured: the ground floor was dedicated to the drug trade, while the second floor hosted illegal live streams.
However, Katelyn knew that the T Organization’s operations went much deeper into depravity than what was visible here. This was likely just one of their many dens.
Katelyn had hoped to uncover something useful, but despite her efforts, she came up empty-handed.
Still, she understood that even a den like this needed to be destroyed. Otherwise, it would continue to endanger more lives. What worried her most were the girls on the second floor, forced into adult live-streams. Many of them had been kidnapped, some by human traffickers. When these girls resisted, they were punished severely, and some were even drugged into behaving in ways completely contrary to their true nature.
The more Katelyn observed, the heavier her heart grew. The members of the T Organization were a plague on society. If this vile group wasn’t eradicated, countless individuals around the world would continue to suffer.
However, the timing to strike wasn’t right. Acting now could alert their higher-ups, potentially causing the loss of all the leads Katelyn had painstakingly uncovered.
Katelyn remained hidden in the storage room for nearly thirty minutes, monitoring the surveillance and watching the operatives.
Unable to locate her, they ordered everyone to cease their activities and began moving the victims. They worked swiftly and with precision, showing a level of expertise that made it clear this wasn’t their first time carrying out such an operation.
Katelyn was eager to learn their destination, hoping it might offer some answers.
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In the midst of the evacuation, Katelyn’s phone unexpectedly rang. Though she quickly silenced it, the brief sound alerted the guards outside. “Who’s there?” one of them called out.
Katelyn glanced at the caller ID—it was a telemarketing number, sparking a wave of frustration.
As soon as she ended the call, a group of bodyguards surrounded the storage room. With a loud crash, the door was forced open. Instantly, Katelyn sprang into action, striking the first wave of guards with powerful kicks that sent them tumbling to the floor.
“Ouch!” they groaned in pain.
The guards behind them realized that someone was indeed inside. They attempted to evade, but it was already too late.
As Katelyn burst out, she drew her pistol. Multiple gunshots rang out, and those too slow to react fell, bullets piercing their foreheads and leaving gruesome wounds. The air quickly became thick with the pungent scent of blood.
With a cold, calculating gaze, Katelyn moved to exit the building after dispatching the bodyguards. She was on the second floor, yet she confidently leaped into the courtyard below. Her athleticism ensured she landed safely in the garden without injury.
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