C92 He Was Ambushed on the Way

The moon cast a hazy glow over Wexham, and the air was thick with heat, as if the city were enveloped in a giant steamer. The Imperial Luxury Villa District shone brightly, its opulent mansions glittering under the lights, exuding an air of grandeur.

As the Porsche pulled up in front of Mansion Number Eighteen, Gustave, having been alerted beforehand, rushed outside to greet the arrivals