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Chapter 746: With the camera watching, Allison made a point of calling Kellan.

She spoke as though she were thinking out loud.

Yes, Ive arrived.

You dont have to worry about me.

Kellan picked up on her tone immediately.

Allison, is it hard for you to speak openly there? Thats right, she replied smoothly.

I just got to the new residence, and the view here is absolutely stunning.

Are there a lot of cameras around? he asked directly.

Its just me here, she said, her tone light.

But yes, there is a camera, so its very secure.

Im planning to head out for groceries soon.

She glanced briefly at the blinking camera.

And there also seem to be security guards in the neighborhood.

I noticed them from the car earlier.

I understand, Kellan replied, catching her meaning at once.

He now understood that there was a camera around her and security personnel patrolling the neighborhood.

However, Allisons exact location remained unclear.

He started analyzing the area around Verruckts property, using online maps to pinpoint likely security checkpoints.

Shopping might be tricky for you, he said.

Do you need me to send anything over? No, thats alright, Allison replied.

Mr.

Williamson offered too, but I turned him down.

Id rather go myself.

gⱯlnσν????????s․????оm hosts thrilling adventures Allisons tone stayed casual as she took mental notes of the apartments layout.

In fact, Ive been thinking of trying some new wine.

But if I drink too much, I might just fall asleep, so Ill only have a small glass.

Kellan caught on immediately, understanding her message without hesitation.

He turned toward Gordon, who stood nearby, and said, She needs a roofie and a bottle of wine.

Gordon gave a quick nod.

Got it.

Ill take care of it.

Kellan kept the conversation going.

Allison, the roofie and wine are sorted out.

If you need anything else, dont hesitate to call me.

Got it, she replied calmly.

She was certain that they would have everything arranged on their end.

After the call ended, the red light on the camera blinked off, as if someone had deliberately shut it down.

She realized that she had temporarily passed their scrutiny.

Once outside, Allison activated her earpiece.

Wheres the restaurant? she asked quietly.

Head east, Gordon replied, his fingers flying across the keyboard.

Theres a five-star place called Maple Tree Restaurant.

Allison walked confidently, as if she had planned to visit the restaurant all along.

When the sign came into view, Gordons voice cut in again.

Take the side street to the back entrance.

Everything is set.

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