The van moved swiftly through the narrow streets of Hong Kong, the city's bright lights a blur through the windows. Inside, the atmosphere was tense. Ethan kept his eyes on the road while Lang and Alex watched Zhang Rui in the back, their expressions hard. Zhang sat between them, his face pale and glistening with sweat, his hands trembling slightly as he tried to steady his nerves.
Zoe was in the passenger seat, monitoring the situation on her laptop. She had already hacked into the city's traffic cameras, ensuring they stayed off any feeds that could be tracked by Li Wei Cheng's men or the local authorities. They were deep into enemy territory now, and any slip-up could be fatal.
"We're almost there," Ethan said, his voice cutting through the silence. He turned the van down a quiet side street, heading toward an abandoned warehouse they had scouted earlier as a temporary safehouse.