Chapter 69
Ron paced the dimly lit room, his mind racing as he reviewed the dossier on Russell. Ghost leaned against the wall, arms crossed, eyes narrowing in frustration. The tension between them had been escalating ever since their latest discovery about the elusive criminal mastermind.
"You’re not hearing me, Ron," Ghost said, his voice edged with impatience. "Setting up a trap is the best way to catch Russell. We lure him into it, and once he’s caught, there’s no way he’ll slip through our fingers."
Ron slammed the dossier onto the table, the papers fluttering like disturbed birds. "And what if the trap fails? We’d be risking everything. We have concrete evidence already. All we need to do is hand it over to the police, and they’ll handle it. It’s their job to deal with these kinds of threats."
Ghost’s eyes darkened with skepticism. "And what if the police don’t act quickly enough? Or worse, what if Russell manages to cover his tracks before they can get to him? We’ve seen how slippery he is."
Ron rubbed his temples, trying to suppress his growing frustration. "Look, I understand that Russell is a difficult target. But taking a risky, high-stakes approach might end up backfiring. We’ve done our part by gathering the evidence. It’s not worth gambling with lives—especially when we’re not professionals."
Ghost pushed away from the wall, his face set in grim determination. "You underestimate the urgency of this situation. Russell isn’t just a criminal; he’s a danger to everyone around him. We can’t afford to wait and hope the police will catch him in time. We need to take action ourselves."
Ron sighed deeply, feeling the weight of their disagreement pressing down on him. "I get that you’re passionate about stopping Russell, but we have to be smart about this. There’s no point in setting up a trap if it only puts us in more danger. We should be leveraging the evidence we have, not risking our lives on a gamble."
Ghost’s expression softened slightly, but his resolve remained. "Look, I’m not saying we shouldn’t use the evidence. I’m just saying it’s not enough. We need a proactive strategy—something that guarantees Russell won’t slip away. We can’t just rely on others to solve this for us."
The room fell into a heavy silence, both men lost in their thoughts. Ron stared at the dossier, his mind whirling with the potential consequences of their differing approaches. Ghost, meanwhile, paced back and forth, his frustration evident.
Finally, Ron broke the silence, his voice steady but weary. "Alright, how about we compromise? We hand over the evidence to the police, but we keep an eye on Russell ourselves. That way, if things start to go wrong, we’re ready to act. But we do it carefully, with a plan in place to avoid unnecessary risks."
Ghost paused, considering the proposal. After a moment, he nodded slowly. "Fine. We’ll do it your way, but we stay alert. If we see any signs that the police are struggling or Russell is about to slip through, we step in with a backup plan."
Ron extended his hand, relieved to find some common ground. "Deal. Let’s make sure we’re ready for whatever comes next."
Ghost shook Ron’s hand firmly, the tension between them easing as they moved forward with a shared objective. Their differing strategies had nearly torn them apart, but now they had a unified plan—a cautious balance between caution and proactive action.
As they prepared to execute their plan, both Ron and Ghost knew the stakes were high. They could only hope that their combined efforts would be enough to finally bring Russell to justice.
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