Dustin’s pledge stirred a deep sense of gratitude within Lucas.
Lucas said, “If you can genuinely assist in rescuing my sister and seeking retribution for my mother, I will forever be in your debt. I’m more than willing to repay your kindness in any way possible.”
He felt overwhelmed and instinctively inclined to bow.
Interrupting the gesture, Dustin earnestly declared, “Mr. Ashen, there’s no need for such formality. When faced with injustice, it becomes our duty to step in. No resident of West Lucozia would stand idly by in the face of such wrongdoing.”
“Mr. Ashen, this isn’t the place for discussion. There’s a coffeehouse outside the memorial park. Let’s head there to strategize,” Grace suggested.
“Alright.”
Lucas nodded.
Lucas used a cane for support as he left the memorial park with Dustin and Grace. They arrived at a coffeehouse named Aroma Haven Cafe.
The coffeehouse had two bustling floors. The first was a hub of activity- coffee, entertainment, and music. It created a lively atmosphere. The second floor was quieter and offered more privacy.
Dustin opted for a private room, and the trio settled in. He ordered coffee and some exquisite pastries.
“Mr. Ashen, to understand the situation better, I need to ask you a few questions,” Dustin said, extending a cup of coffee to Lucas.
Parched from the emotional recounting, Lucas eagerly drank it.
He responded, “Feel free to ask. I’ll tell you everything.”
“Good. Do you know where Russo is currently?” Dustin inquired.
“Russo’s unpredictable. He’s often found in places like nightclubs, bars, and KTV joints,” Lucas shared.
Then, he recalled, “Oh, I remember. Russo owns a bar called Russo Lounge. He hangs out there, socializing and engaging in shady deals.”
“Russo Lounge?”
Dustin nodded.
“And how is your sister doing now? Do you have any information about her?”
At the mention of his sister, Lucas tightened his grip on the cup, revealing a mix of sorrow and anger.
“Since they abducted my sister, her whereabouts remain unknown. I’ve tried asking friends, but once they hear Russo’s name, they become too scared to be involved with me.”
“It seems that Russo indeed has quite a reputation. Mr. Ashen, stay calm. I’ll do my best to rescue your sister,” Dustin assured.
Dustin turned to Grace.
“Pri-Grace, dispatch someone to Russo Lounge. Let’s check if Russo is hanging around there.”
“No problem.”
Grace nodded and rose from her seat. She exited the room to coordinate with the undercover agents.
“Mr. Rhys, considering Russo’s influence, are you sure about this?” Lucas cautiously asked.
“Mr. Ashen, don’t worry. Regardless of Russo’s influence, justice will prevail. Once we rescue your sister, I’ll report this to the Prince of West Lucozia. He will ensure justice is served,” Dustin replied earnestly.
“That would be fantastic,” Lucas said with a glimmer of hope in his eyes.
Lucas felt that the person before him displayed remarkable confidence. He was brimming with assurance. He thought that even without directly opposing Russo, there was surely hope for the Ashen family with the influence of Celestria. Just conveying their plight to the Prince might be their salvation.
Grace interrupted, entering the room.
“We’ve found him. According to our sources, Russo is indeed at Russo Lounge.”
“Good. Let’s go there now.”
Dustin stood up, ready to leave.
“I’m coming with you,” Lucas said, trying to keep up despite his limited mobility.
“Mr. Ashen, since you’re not in the best condition, rest here. We’ll inform you immediately once we have any updates, “Dustin suggested.
“But…” Lucas hesitated.
“Mr. Ashen, don’t worry. I’ll keep my promise to you,” Dustin reassured, patting Lucas on the shoulder.
