Arthurâs eyes flickered with amusement as he glanced from Sanford to Rosalynn.
âMrs.
Hughes, you werenât really feeling unwell yesterday, were you? You disguised yourself intentionally, didnât you?â
Rosalynn maintained her smile.
âPerhaps itâs best to focus on the task at hand.
Weâre standing at the enemyâs doorstep.
â
Arthur snorted in mock indignation.
âYou tricked me!â
Rosalynn felt a twinge of regret, wishing she had maintained her disguise.
She couldnât help but wonder, would he back out at the last moment?
As these thoughts raced through her mind, Arthurâs voice broke through, laced with humor.
âBut Iâm happy to be tricked by a beautiful woman! Mrs.
Hughes, rest assured, I will definitely help you rescue your husband.
â
He pounded his chest in a display of gallantry, his demeanor radiating a heroic aura.
Rosalynn breathed a sigh of relief, her anxiety dissipating.
âThank you for your help.
â
It was clear to her now; Arthur likely harbored a hero complex.
He sought to display his finest qualities in front of her, perhaps as a means to garner attention and admiration.
Arthur led his men forward.
Meanwhile, Rosalynn and Sanford lingered, awaiting the arrival of the police.
It wasnât long before a team of police officers, clad in camouflage uniforms, made their presence known.
At their helm was Galen Smith, who, after exchanging brisk greetings with Sanford, guided the group through a shortcut to the side entrance of the Green Gangâs stronghold.
Rosalynn clutched a map, her fingers pressing into the paper as_ tension gripped her.
This map, a vital piece of intelligence, had been secured by Arthur through the cunning bribery of one of Leonâs trusted aides.
It detailed the entire layout of the gangâs territory.
Leon, the notorious head of the Green Gang, was a shrewd businessman with a penchant for elaborate escape routes.
His stronghold was riddled with hidden passages designed for a swift evacuation.
Beyond this, he had erected a secret laboratory where a team of unscrupulous researchers engaged in illegal human experimentation, including the ghastly trade of human organs.
Leonâs greed for wealth was so profound that he regarded human lives as disposable, exhibiting a cruelty far surpassing that of any beast devoid of conscience.
The thought of Brian in such a manâs grasp filled Rosalynn with dread.
She clung to the hope that Brian was unharmed, for if not, she was determined to make Leon pay dearly.
With Arthur expertly clearing the path, they advanced without interruption.