The footage began to rewind, halting at a point from thirty minutes ago. There, the truck was seen parked by the side of the road ahead. A man, likely in his mid-forties, stepped out of the driver’s seat.

Katelyn whispered, her voice steady, “Look into this man’s identity and background.”

But confusion crept into her thoughts.

Could it be possible that their opponents had left such a glaring gap for her to exploit?

This wasn’t the kind of move the T Organization would make. Sophia, in particular, was always so thorough. It couldn’t be her behind this.

Alfy gave Katelyn a small nod, acknowledging her thoughts.

Jaxen ended his call, storming over with fury in his eyes.

“Damn it! Did you figure out who the hell did this? I’ll make them regret it!”

Just as he spoke, Katelyn’s phone rang sharply, cutting through the tension.

It was Vincent’s name flashing on the screen.

Katelyn’s gaze immediately shifted toward Jaxen without thinking.

Jaxen scratched the back of his head, trying to hide his discomfort.

“Uh, well… Vincent just wanted to make sure you’re alright, haha.”

Katelyn pressed her lips into a tight line but answered the phone.

“Mr. Adams?” She stepped to the side, distancing herself from the others.

Vincent’s voice crackled through the phone, filled with concern.

“Are you alright? Did you get hurt?”

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Katelyn’s voice was quiet as she responded, “I’m fine, but this accident… it felt off.”

The nagging feeling wouldn’t leave her—this didn’t seem like something the T Organization would do.

Vincent’s voice grew colder, his gaze sharp as he spoke.

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll handle this. What really matters is that you’re alright. I’ll have Samuel come to pick you up.”

The ones behind this were not done. They were relentless, always causing chaos. They were practically asking for it! Katelyn didn’t hesitate.

“Alright, thank you, Mr. Adams.” It was late, and trying to find another ride wasn’t realistic. They still had to deal with everything here.

She gave Vincent a quick rundown of what had happened before ending the call.

Taking a deep breath, Katelyn straightened up and was just about to approach Alfy to check on the progress when Alfy’s voice rang out.

“Master, come here!”

Katelyn quickly moved closer to Alfy, leaning in to get a better look at her phone.

Jaxen squinted at the screen, his face showing a hint of surprise.

“Isn’t this exactly the kind of stunt one of those shady groups in Granville would pull? What were they called again?” he said, scratching his head.

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