Dock
Klaus moored the yacht close to the shore, then took Emily by the hand and stepped out of the boat. Their arrival was closely watched, and everything on the dock was prepared for them.
A sleek black business car was parked on the bank, looking upscale and elegant. Beside the car stood a man in a black suit and tie. His face was grave, and his eyes betrayed a sense of duty and concentration. His hair was neatly brushed back, and the pins in the collar of his suit gleamed silver.
On either side of the dock stood several uniformed Alpha Warriors, all of them muscular and displaying a sense of strength that should not be underestimated. Their uniforms were impeccable, everyone maintained a standard military posture, and the Bluetooth earphones flashing blue looked full of technology. With eagle-like eyes, these Alpha Warriors scanned their surroundings to ensure the entire pier was safe.