Meanwhile, four powerboats were dashing in the darkness over the sea.

The lights of Randheli could well be a lighthouse guiding them straight to their target.

The black-clad men on the boats were all armed to their teeth, their gear and uniform identical, while also remarkably similar to the assassins who attacked the Ackers in New York.

Aside from the driver, everyone was keeping their heads down as they crouched under deck with perfect discipline, keeping steady with one hand on the handra