Chapter 142

Chapter One Hundred and Forty-Two

“Remember, let him take the first swing,” Leo instructed firmly as Gen struggled to keep her breath steady—a task far more difficult than it sounded. “Let him put all his strength into it and then…”

“Move?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. He nodded solemnly, his expression serious.

Gen’s eyes followed Alessio as he paced around the dimly lit warehouse, scanning the area carefully to ensure no unwanted onlookers or hidden weapons were nearby. He spoke quietly into his phone, casting quick glances her way every few moments. After slipping the phone into his pocket, Alessio approached her. She inhaled deeply, then exhaled slowly, trying to calm the storm inside her.

“It’s time,” Alessio said, his tone steady but heavy.

Gen nodded sharply and took the bat from Leo’s hands. Turning around, she spotted Michele and Maisy walking back toward them. Maisy’s face carried a smug expression, as if Michele had just shared some secret during their brief exchange.

“You know the rules, but I’ll repeat them for our new guest,” Alessio began. “Once I give the word…”