Dong!
"Come in." Julius Reed sat at the bedside, holding a cup of coffee, deep in thought.
Outside the door, there was a knock.
It was already 4 o'clock in the morning. The only one who would knock at this hour was Gabriel Young.
It must be something major in Swimming City.
That's why she rushed over to find him.
The door wasn't locked.
For a skilled individual, whether the lock was engaged or not made no difference.
It can keep out honest gentlemen, but not scoundrels.
If someone truly wanted to assassinate, even ten doors couldn't stop them.
"Something big has happened!" Gabriel Young burst in wearing pajamas, closed the door behind her, and whispered urgently, "Commander Ridge and Rhys Cook are dead. Rumor has it someone named Devlin has taken control of many people and made himself the City Lord."
"Is that possible? Is the intel accurate?" Julius Reed asked, somewhat surprised.
Sure enough, it was just as he had suspected.
