Chapter 85: Negotiation by Blood

Ezra moved through the darkness, his dark overcoat blending with the night. His familiar mask, concealed his identity, adding to the fearsome aura of the boogeyman persona he had carefully cultivated.

The moon was a sliver in the sky, casting just enough light to navigate by, but not enough to reveal his presence.

The warehouse loomed ahead, a hulking silhouette against the night sky. It was guarded by heavily armed men, their eyes scanning the surroundings, oblivious to the silent predator approaching.

Ezra reached the first guard, a huge figure with a rifle slung across his chest. In a swift, silent motion, Ezra disarmed him, a quick twist and a shove rendering the man unconscious. Before the second guard could react, Ezra had already moved, striking with lethal efficiency. Each man fell without uttering a sound, their weapons confiscated and their bodies hidden from view.