Becoming the Richest Man Alive

Chapter 95

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 view of the entire

The clock in the shop chimed,

begin. Elena twisted both hands together apprehensively, her gaze riveted

its cover.

felt as if her whole body had gone numb. She had prepared herself for odd things to happen but

turned on and began spinning energetically of its

clutching the muscular arm of the guard

as she hung onto his arm for dear life.

protect her from anyone, Elena would already have put her

fallen on deaf ears. Paralyzed by terror, Elena continued clamping the

peculiar scene before him, Casper hurriedly spoke into his Bluetooth earpiece, “How are you all doing over

tightly that I think she’s

into a grin.

faintly emit from the guard’s earpiece, she felt somewhat comforted.

a university graduate? How can you be so superstitious? The

strategically-placed surveillance cameras useless. Fortunately, Casper had ensured that each of them wore body cameras. Not all vision

said grimly. The thugs he had kept lying in wait in the darkness now charged forth into

Elena, however, was helpless. Elena’s grip was like iron, and the guard could not wrestle himself free for fear of

gaze. When the group enveloped within the white smoke discovered that they were under attack, they

shop? They should have discovered the surveillance

was no reply

stairs and outside. The men he had arranged to lead the assault had

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

play dead and

as extra manpower had, too, fallen. Even those seated within the shop had not been

of footsteps approaching him, then felt several pairs of rough hands binding

relaxed the muscles all over his body as

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