Victor's mood improved considerably now that Vera was on board. He'd been worried she would object, forcing them to stay far apart.
"I'll make the arrangements now and tell everyone to be careful."
"Victor, are you really not afraid of the danger? You know what kind of person Ron is. Once you fall into his hands, there's no coming back."
Victor squeezed her hand tightly. "But I'm more afraid of losing you and living with regret. I believe we can do this."
With Victor's words, Vera felt she could face anything, even death. She nodded and followed him forward.
However, they were worried a large group would attract attention, so they decided to split into pairs. Victor instructed Special Assistant York and his team to follow at a distance from a different direction, close enough to maintain contact and monitor the situation.
An hour later, they finally arrived. Following the precise data, Vera led them to the entrance of the base, her heart pounding with anxiety.
