Open your mouth!

Raven cursed under his breath. "Fuck! I have to carry out this lowly mission without any weapons! Again?"

Not that he needed them; he just wanted it all to be over faster. He slipped his phone into his pocket and cast one last glance at Alaric, still peacefully asleep on the sofa.

A sigh escaped his lips. With sluggish steps, Raven exited the apartment.

The night air was cool and crisp, a stark contrast to the frustration simmering inside him.

A car was waiting in front of the building to take him to the nearest location.

The streets were deserted when he was dropped off, shadows dancing under the dim glow of streetlights. Raven moved with purpose, his dark attire blending seamlessly with the night.

As he walked, his mind raced, planning his approach. The area code CR1-G was notorious for its dangers, and Raven knew he had to be at the top of his game. Without weapons, every sense had to be heightened, every move calculated.