193:Fire In The Hall

A few days ago… 

Roman and Victor stood on the rise of the balcony, a bit away from Evan, and looked ahead with expressions as they prepared for the next step. 

The house they were in was entirely dark. 

The only source of light came from a street lamp, casting long shadows on the walls. 

Roman pulled out his phone and dialed Evan's number, his fingers slightly trembling. 

The call connected almost immediately, and Evan's calm, unwavering voice came through. "Boss, are you sure? This might become a bit huge," Roman said, his voice tinged with unease. 

Evan's response was sharp and confident. "Yeah, I am sure. Just do it." 

Roman glanced at Victor, who gave a curt nod. "Alright, we're on it." 

He then ended the call and stood up, his eyes meeting Victor's. "It's time."