130. A Desperate Search Begins

In the midst of a private party, the air is electrified as women move with captivating allure, their bodies swaying in perfect harmony with the pulsating music that fills the room. Bathed in a dim, sultry light, the atmosphere is thick with the mingling scents of alcohol and various perfumes, creating an intoxicating sensory experience.

Seated amidst the revelry, a man in his late forties exudes an air of quiet confidence. Sipping on his drink with measured poise, he surveys the scene with sharp, observant eyes. The weight of his presence is accentuated by the discreet but ever-watchful security guards stationed strategically in every corner of the room.

The glint of weapons on a nearby table serves as a stark reminder of the potential dangers lurking beneath the surface.

As the night unfolds, a suited steward senses the man's silent summons and approaches with an air of deference. He stands before his boss, awaiting instruction. With a subtle gesture, the steward leans in, conveying