CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT THE JOB

The streets of New York City bustled with activity as Luke Green and the government agent, Agent Finch, made their way through the crowded sidewalks. Their destination was a nondescript building nestled between two towering skyscrapers—a security company rumored to have ties to organized crime. As they approached the building, Agent Finch glanced at Luke, his eyes narrowed with suspicion. "You've been quiet, Green," he remarked, his voice tinged with irritation. "What are you thinking?" Luke's mind raced with conflicting thoughts and emotions as he tried to process the gravity of the situation. On one hand, he was grateful for the opportunity to work alongside the government and gain valuable insights into the world of espionage and intelligence gathering. On the other hand, he couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at his conscience, a nagging sense of guilt that threatened to consume him. "I'm just thinking about the mission," Luke replied, his voice carefully ne