Chapter 101: Allison grabbed the drunk by the collar and effortlessly tossed him into a trash can, as if throwing away a crumpled piece of paper.

He slammed the lid shut and, almost as if to ensure there was no chance of escape, placed a heavy stone on top.

He dusted off his hands and looked at the bucket one last time, his expression scornful.

His movements had been so fluid, so instinctive, that they almost seemed rehearsed.

Some people should think twice before biting off more than they can chew, he said, his voice soft but sharp, like broken glass.

The comment was clearly directed at Colton and Melany, who were lurking in the shadows.

Unfortunately, neither of them caught the warning.

Colton froze, realizing that the problem was not the incompetence of his men, but Allison's sheer, relentless strength.

But at this point, I was in too deep.

Turning back now would be like abandoning ship in the middle of a storm.

So, with Melany at his side, he continued to follow Allison, only to see her slip through the entrance of an old, decrepit warehouse, disappearing as if she had been swallowed up in the darkness.

Melany hesitated, a growing unease in her voice.

Colton, I don't like this.

The place looks like a death trap, and now Allison has vanished into thin air.

Colton frowned as he took in the dilapidated surroundings.

Calm down.

It has to be close.

Stay calm.

He couldn't understand how someone like Allison had eluded them so easily.

Just as he began to retrace his steps, the sudden click of a lock echoed behind them.

Click.

turned around to find that the door to

against the door,

reflected in Melany's eyes as she He pounded on the door with

there

could

my hand must

it's

shouldn't be anything

fist on the

vile! In his frustration, Colton stubbed his broken finger and agony

she had

Allison scoffed.

thing he had done was

had defending oneself become a sin? Amateurs like them

he said over his shoulder, disappearing into the maze of

another look.

have time to follow

and cranny, Allison headed to a sprawling, hidden underground

floor, he activated a mechanism and a large machine slowly

pressed his fingerprint against the scanner and the

of dust greeted her as she fumbled for

row after row of monitors appeared, like silent sentinels, embedded in sleek,

of the room was a colossal computer, covered in a

on burying the mainframe and servers here in Ontdale, Allison muttered to herself, shaking her head as she rolled up

got down to

few moments of tinkering, he managed to reactivate most of the

central computer would not

been too long since its last

meticulously disassemble the pieces, moving her hands with the precision of an

lost track of time until

lit up as the monitors showed the image of a pink-haired

Allison's expression made the scene

sounded sweet but

reboot

message appeared

hesitation, Allison clicked Confirm, quickly

of security protocols, he typed in

as the system began to reboot, the entire room plunged into

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