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    With every passing second, each of them gripped a bottle of water, inspecting it with growing suspicion.


    The stic bottles looked perfectly normal—no cracks, no leaks. If someone had jabbed a needle through them, there would’ve been at least some sign of tampering. But the bottles were intact, and even the caps looked factory-sealed.


    Joe furrowed his brows, tapping the side of his bottle thoughtfully. “Doesn’t seem like it was that staff member in the elevator who tampered with the water,” he said slowly.


    Tommy agreed, his thoughts drifting to another possibility. “Could there be an issue with that convenience store we stopped at?” he asked. His gaze then shifted to Thiago, probing for more clues. “Thiago, could someone have found out you booked this hotel?”


    Thiago crossed his arms, his brows knitted tightly. “Yeah, it’s possible. When one books a room, one has to use their real name. Even if no outsiders knew about my reservation, the hotel staff definitely did. Someone could’ve leaked it.”


    Joe’s face darkened. “Makes sense. These days, everything’s connected to the inte—booking apps, hotel databases. Too many potential leaks.”


    Brenna nodded, her expression tense. “Right. We can’t trust any of the bottled water here.”


    She straightened up and then added firmly, “Also, don’t sleep too soundly tonight. Stay alert. I’ll hand each of you a bottle of the antidote. It’spletely harmless to your body, so take it if anything feels off.”


    Thiago swept his gaze over the others, his voice low and steady. “If my guess is right, someone could try something tonight. Brenna and I can take care of ourselves. But what about you two?”


    Joe and Tommy exchanged a helpless nce. They were just ordinary people, not exactly trained for a fight.


    “Thiago, why don’t we just crash in your room?” Tommy suggested with a yful grin. “We’ll sleep on the floor.”


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    Joe, however, shook his head, a thoughtful frown creasing his brow. “I doubt we’re the main targets here. It’s you two they’re after. It’s unlikely they’ll waste effort on us.”


    Brenna let out a soft chuckle. “You might be right, but still, stay vignt. If you are really worried, all three of you can bunk together for safety.”


    Joe continued to rub his chin, lost in thought. “If I were behind this, I wouldn’t just stop with one n. Anyone daring enough to drug us surely won’t ignore Brenna’s medical expertise. They probably prepared something more as well.”


    His words cast a heavy cloud over the room, pulling everyone into contemtion.


    Thiago finally spoke, his voice low and grim. “Joe’s right. If I were the one orchestrating this, I’d prepare something more. There’s a strong chance someone’s already keeping tabs on us.”


    A sudden knock at the door cut through the tension. Thiago rose, his movements deliberate, and made his way to the entrance. Waiting outside was a towering figure cloaked in ck, wearing a mask and sunsses. He clutched two hefty ck duffels in his grip.


    “Thiago!” the figure called out, his voice muffled slightly by the mask. Thiago swung the door wider, ushering him inside. “Everyone, meet David Scott, a good friend of mine.”


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