Rudy knew exactly where George was hiding. He turned to the closet and silently opened it, his movements precise and calculated. He slid the clothes to the side, revealing a hidden section of the wall. With a swift, controlled punch, he broke through the wall without making a sound, revealing a set of stairs leading underground.
Rudy descended the stairs, his senses heightened and alert. As he reached the bottom, he saw a dimly lit room filled with screens displaying complex details, calculations, and research. And there was George, hunched over a desk, busy writing something on a piece of paper.
Rudy quietly approached him, his steps silent and unnoticed. He placed his hand on George's shoulder, the touch firm and unyielding.
George stopped writing, his body tensing as he felt the unexpected contact. He looked over his shoulder, his eyes widening in shock as he saw Rudy standing there, his expression emotionless and cold.
