After dinner, Casper suggested that they visit Horington food street. Everything was already in place at Horington food street. Earlier, Casper had commanded the installation of pinhole cameras at multiple locations distributed along the length of the street.

Casper’s intention for heading there that day was not to partake in the sumptuous fare offered all along the street. Rather, he wanted to capture those who were the masterminds of the fabled haunting of Horington food street.

Stallion had helpfully brought a few of his lackeys along to add to their numbers.

Elena had been intimidated at first, but her curiosity soon convinced her to trail along.

She now sat inside one of the shops that had a clear view of the street outside, which she nervously glanced at intermittently.

Two strapping brutes sat on either side of Elena, dwarfing her petite frame. They sat staring ahead gravely, entirely focused on watching over Elena’s safety.

They, too, had pinhole cameras attached discreetly to them to record any untoward incidents that might occur.

As an added layer of security, Stallion had set up a post in a private room within the shop, carefully monitoring the live footage.

The pinhole cameras strategically placed throughout Horington food street covered practically every angle and crevice conceivable.

Casper was hidden in a dark corner somewhere, like a predator waiting to spring.

Time ticked steadily away. When Elena checked her watch next, it read ten minutes to midnight.

“Anything?” Casper asked from his hiding spot in a room on the second floor of a shop along Horington food street. Concealed by the curtains, Casper would remain invisible unless the situation became irremediable.

Peering at his screen, Stallion replied shortly, “Nothing.”

The crowd had vanished, leaving in its wake the empty streets lit gloomily by the dim yellow glow of several street lamps. Elena bit her lip, feeling a sudden surge of fear within her.

Sensing Elena’s concern, Casper muttered into his earpiece to soothe her, “Don’t worry, I’m here.”

In Casper’s room was another setup from which he had the master control over all of the surveillance cameras and their footage.

room also afforded him an unobstructed

Ding! The clock in the shop chimed, punctuating the silence. It was

both hands together apprehensively, her gaze riveted

shadows moving within its cover. Casper, too, had dressed entirely in black. Wearing a facial mask, he now peeked

so tense that she felt as if her whole body had gone numb. She had prepared herself for

the shop turned on and began

the muscular

sunk deep into his skin as she hung onto his arm for dear life. In a

anyone, Elena would already

pleas, however, seemed to have fallen on deaf ears. Paralyzed by

Casper hurriedly spoke into his Bluetooth earpiece, “How are you

me so tightly that I think she’s

couldn’t help but break into a grin. “Elena, everything will be

guard’s earpiece, she felt somewhat comforted. However, she insisted

don’t exist. Aren’t you a university graduate? How can you be so superstitious? The white

that the electrical supply had been shut off, rendering his strategically-placed surveillance

let’s go hunt some ghosts,” Casper said grimly. The thugs he had kept lying in wait in the darkness now charged

sitting beside Elena, however, was helpless. Elena’s grip was like iron, and the guard could not wrestle himself free

group enveloped within the white smoke discovered that they were under attack, they had

They should have discovered the surveillance cameras we

reply on

and outside. The men he had arranged to

white smoke still hung thinly like a veil over the air. Casper could vaguely detect the smell of chloroform

surroundings, Casper decided to play dead and buy himself more time

thugs that Stallion had brought along as extra manpower had, too, fallen. Even those seated within the shop had not been exempt from

heard the sound of footsteps approaching him, then felt several

the muscles all over his body as if he were in

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