"Wife, I need to check the rooftop and find out where those attackers are hiding," Ethan said, a fierce glint in his eyes.
"If we don't stop them, they'll just keep shooting at our other shop."
The last time they clashed, the criminals had fled in panic, desperate to survive.
Now, it seemed they were back—trying to redeem themselves with a surprise ambush.
'Good,' Ethan thought. 'If they have the nerve to show up again, then they must be ready to die.'
His resolve to eliminate them was absolute.
"Let me come with you," Elena replied, unwilling to be left behind.
She wasn't just worried about Ethan—she also wanted revenge on the criminals who had dared to target her team.
"No," he said firmly. "It's freezing up there. Stay here and cover the shop. I'll handle this."
His wife was pregnant, and the rooftop would be even colder and more dangerous. That alone was enough for him to stand his ground and turn her down.
