Half an hour later, an SUV pulled up outside Russo Lounge. Dustin and Grace, adeptly disguised, emerged confidently. They were indifferent to the risk of their covers being blown.

Russo Lounge, boasting a substantial size, had a line forming outside.

Fortunately, Dustin and Grace navigated smoothly with the assistance of the undercover agents. They gained entrance without a hitch.

Inside, the ambiance was raucous. It was illuminated by dazzling lights. A crowd of people danced enthusiastically to the music, unleashing their fervor. Dustin’s expression soured. He wasn’t one to relish in such a raucous setting.

“Why? Is the bar scene not your usual haunt?”

Grace teased.

“I can only say that this place isn’t my preference,” Dustin replied.

He’d prefer the serenity of home with a good book over the ordeal of such a locale.

at how joyously they dance,” she suggested with

a fleeting spectacle. If everyone indulges in it, the nation

the killjoy. The people in West Lucozia are presently enjoying peace and prosperity. Isn’t that a positive

but we mustn’t forget where we come from. The current success of West Lucozia is thanks to the sacrifices of

Lucas are being mistreated without any justice, we need to address the underlying issues. After achieving success, too many challenges emerge,” Dustin asserted with

agent beside them discreetly pointed to a spot on

“Look, that’s Russo!”

followed the indication. He spotted a flamboyantly styled young man with earrings seated in a

joyfully indulging in drinks with a vibrant

to the lively and

anything unusual happens, inform us immediately,”

led Grace toward the second floor. However,

aren’t allowed,” one of

to see Russo. There’s something

“You know Mr. Vern?”

bodyguard scrutinized him

“What’s it to you?”

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