BIOLOGICAL SUPERCOMPUTER SYSTEM

Chapter 845  Hunting for Shade (2)

Ramon\'s insight into the underworld\'s dynamics suggested a deep, albeit grim, understanding of its workings.

"Plus, I have a feeling Shade might have hidden some important documents or artifacts in the warehouse before, given how important it used to be."

The chances that the warehouse still contained secrets of the underworld\'s inner workings under Shade\'s reign was a lead they couldn\'t ignore.

"It was a spot where people teamed up and schemed, all in the dark. The law never really saw through its disguise, so it was the perfect place for our shady business."

Erik and June listened, absorbing Ramon\'s account of the warehouse\'s significance.

The information provided a link to Shade, at least if Ramon\'s word were true, and if clues were still there.

"Based on the place\'s past importance in the underworld, it\'s would be the most ideal place to search for clues. If Shade used it to hide something valuable, chances are it\'s still hidden or they might have left something behind."

Ramon\'s idea was a start, and it was still better than having to roam around the city killing and torturing criminals to find any lead.

"Are you sure about that?" Erik said. "You realize we may die if we go there and there is an army of thugs, right? We can\'t go there simply to remain empty-handed."

"Don\'t worry, the last thing I want to do is to risk our lives for nothing. Besides, do you have any other suggestion?" Erik knew there wasn\'t anything better than Ramon\'s idea.

He didn\'t have any lead to find Shade. He only knew the guy was here in Nokisi Point.

It was honestly weird that not even Howell, the Crystal Cross Gang\'s leader, knew nothing about him.

Besides, there were many questions he still had no answers to.

For example, why did he move to Nokisi Point? Was he here temporarily, or was there another and more important reason for that?

"No. Let\'s do as you suggest," Erik said, nodding towards Ramon.

Erik was the one searching for Shade. Ultimately, it was his right to make the last decision.

"Are you convinced?" Rebecca said, her gaze locked on Erik, searching for any sign of hesitation.

Erik met her look squarely, a trace of resignation in his voice.

"It\'s not like we have any alternatives."

Just as the group seemed to settle on their course of action, Camille chimed in.

"We should get our equipment ready to depart," she said, her tone all business.

Rebecca stood up from her seat with a sense of purpose.

"I\'m good to go," she said, showing her determination.

"I\'ll go get a car so we can leave as soon as possible. Don\'t waste too much time. We have little to spare."

With a nod, Ramon and Camille went their separate ways to prepare for the departure.

Camille moved towards her quarters, her mind already cataloging the guns and ammunition she would need.

Ramon, on the other hand, headed to his own space, where his collection of blades awaited.

Erik and June were ready and watched as their new allies disappeared to gather their gear.

Once everyone was out of earshot, Erik turned to Rebecca, a hint of concern in his expression.

"Do you trust those guys?" he asked, his voice low.

Rebecca paused. "They are among the strongest fighters within the Band of Giants," she said.

"They might not look very trusting, but they know how to get a job done."

"But you look concerned. I couldn\'t help but notice you stiffening in their presence."

"That\'s because they usually keep an eye on me, and today won\'t be different."

Erik\'s concern didn\'t wane. "OK, but Camille seemed... odd. Like a crazy lunatic," he said, trying to reconcile the fighter\'s weird glinting eyes with the assurance Rebecca made about the two mercenaries.

Rebecca sighed.

"Camille… She is... unusual when she fights. But she\'s dependable. Don\'t worry about her."

Her assurance was tinged with the awareness of Camille\'s eccentricity, yet it was clear she had faith in her capabilities.

The exchange left Erik pondering the dynamics of the group they were about to venture into danger with. Then Rebecca left to prepare the car.

While the woman was away preparing the car, Erik and June sat down for breakfast, seizing the moment of calm before the storm.

"This is going to be one hell of a mission," June said, spearing a piece of fruit with his fork. "Do you trust them?"

Erik, munching on a croissant, took his time to think.

"It\'s true they seem capable. Rebecca trusts them, and that\'s says something."

June then sipped his coffee. "True. It\'s just the unknown factors that worry me. We are searching for Shade, after all. I doubt he surrounded himself with weak people. But I guess that\'s part of the job."

It wasn\'t long before Camille and Ramon appeared at the cafeteria entrance, signaling it was time to leave.

Camille\'s demeanor was focused, Ramon\'s steady; both were equipped and ready for action.

The group exchanged brief nods and made their way to the parking lot, where Rebecca and the car awaited.

The parking lot was a sprawling expanse of concrete, dotted with an impressive array of military might.

Armored vehicles stood in neat rows, their surfaces gleaming under the harsh lights.

Each one was outfitted with machine guns, their barrels pointing skyward in silent vigil.

Trucks, rugged and imposing, bore the scars of countless missions, while tanks, formidable beasts of war, rested on their haunches, ready to spring into action at a moment\'s notice.

Emblazoned on each vehicle was the insignia of the Band of Giants mercenary guild, a mark of pride and a testament to the power contained within this motorized arsenal.

Erik\'s eyes widened as he took in the sight of the formidable fleet of vehicles.

The array of armored might before him was nothing short of awe-inspiring.

For a moment, he stood there, soaking in the view of the mechanical beasts that sprawled across the parking lot, each one more intimidating than the last.

Rebecca caught the look of astonishment on his face and couldn\'t help but smile. "Pretty impressive, uh?" she said. Erik noticed a tint of pride in her tone, and how could he blame her?

Not even him, with all the money he had, possessed such a fleet of vehicles. The band of giants could wage war against anything.

Erik turned to her, his initial shock melting into a broad grin.

"Yeah, very impressive," he agreed, nodding in appreciation. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

It was time to start their plans.