Elena stood motionless in the dimly lit room, her gaze fixed on the door Derrick had stormed out of moments ago.
The tension in the air was suffocating, but the silence gave her time to think.
*I've stirred the hornet's nest. Now I need to control where the hornets go,* she thought to herself, the weight of her plan settling heavily on her shoulders.
As the three girls left quietly, their hesitant glances filled with gratitude, Elena remained rooted in place.
Memories of the previous night resurfaced vividly in her mind.
★ Flashback ★
The night was filled with chaos and noise, with more than the faint rustle of leaves and the distant sound of Mona's men breaking the silence.
Elena moved swiftly through the shadows, her men flanking her, their steps synchronized and silent.
She could feel the tension in the air, her heartbeat quickening as they approached the restricted wing of the pack house.
