Malvina clutched Ulrich's hand as they sprinted through the sprawling estate of Larson. Ulrich, with a backward glance to ensure they weren't being followed, never forgot to express his concern for her, "Did you find what you were looking for?"
"Yeah, just some trinkets. Not worth getting you into this mess with me!"
"Zip it and run."
They zigzagged their way towards the curb, finally got rid of the tail of bodyguards, and hopped into a waiting taxi.
Without questioning the convenient placement of the cab, Ulrich buckled up and instructed, "To Serene Haven, please!"
The driver, Alioth, sporting sunglasses and a casual demeanor, flicked away a piece of chewing straw and started the meter with a nod, "Hang tight, and here we go."
As the taxi sped off, a parade of cars sparked a chase, their tires screeching against the pavement.
Only when they entered the safety of the second ring road under the vigilant eyes of the security cameras did Ulrich finally relax, though his brow soon furrowed with suspicion.
"Hey, are you a proper taxi driver?" he asked.
The slick maneuvers they'd just witnessed weren't something Ulrich was confident he could match.
Alioth adjusted his cap and pulled down his mask slightly, pointing to his ID badge on the dashboard.
"I used to race cars professionally; old habits die hard. Sorry for the show."
Ulrich scanned the QR code on the badge with his phone, only easing up when he saw that the driver’s profile did indeed list a retired professional racer from a well-known team.
"No offense, you're a great driver. I'll be sure to leave a good review."
"Thanks, I appreciate that."
The Pollack family was cautious, but so was the Polaris Star. The real taxi driver was currently dozing in the trunk, and the credentials Alioth had on display were fabricated by Polaris Star.
Once Ulrich had scanned them, any future attempts to revisit the page would lead to a dead end—secure and untraceable.
With the driver confirmed as no threat, Ulrich called Jasper to discuss their findings at the Pollack estate.
Alioth, with an earpiece keeping him updated, relayed everything back to Noella.
Jasper suggested, "Larson is bold, but this isn't something he can manage with his network and skills. I'll dig into his company and trouble him alongside this."
"Alright, I'll talk to our brother later." Ulrich said.
Beckett was currently dining with Noella and he even didn’t get the call.
Upon arriving at Serene Haven, Ulrich used his face ID to grant the taxi entry, and they pulled up to the front of the Schnabel Manor. After settling the fare, they disembarked.
Alioth watched Ulrich and Malvina walk away, then spoke softly into his comms, "Boss, the package is delivered safely."
Noella, reassured, ended the call.
Stepping inside, Sienna caught sight of Ulrich's disheveled appearance and Malvina trailing behind him. She let out a piercing scream.
Hands shaking, Sienna pointed at Ulrich's tattered clothes and Malvina's flushed face...
"Ulrich, what on earth have you been up to?"
Ulrich watched her with his puzzled eyes, "Huh? Nothing much."
Sienna was on the verge of panic, fearing the worst thing was happening. "Go change! You look like a mess. People might think you've been up to some weird performance art or something..." she muttered.
Only then did Ulrich notice his state and hurried upstairs to change.
Sienna, now gripping Malvina's hand, looked both conflicted and anxious, "Malvina, sweetheart, he... he didn't mistreat you, did he?"
Malvina, confused, shook her head, "No, Dr. Schnabel was very kind."
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