Chapter 76

"Is everything in place?" Maxwell's voice was low and tense as he spoke into his phone, his eyes scanning the busy street outside the seamstress's shop.

"Yes, sir," came the gruff reply. "The team is ready. We're just waiting for your signal."

Maxwell's lips curled into a cold smile. "Excellent. Remember, we need this to be quick and clean. No mistakes."

As he ended the call, Maxwell caught sight of a taxi pulling up to the curb. His breath caught in his throat as he watched Alice step out, her face aglow with excitement. For a moment, he felt a pang of regret, remembering the friendship they once shared. But he quickly pushed the feeling aside. If he couldn't have her, no one would.

Alice paid the taxi driver and turned towards the shop, her mind filled with thoughts of lace and tulle. She was so preoccupied that she didn't notice the dark van parked across the street, or the way the men inside tensed as she approached.

The bell above the door chimed cheerfully as Alice entered the s