The next morning was a public holiday.
Usually, Pearl Villa welcomed the day with the sounds of birds, laughter from the twins, and sometimes truck, Today was different.
The peaceful sky above the villa suddenly thundered.
The sound of helicopter rotors echoed across the wealthy neighborhood.
One helicopter.
Then another.
Then another.
The noise became so overwhelming that people from nearby residences stepped outside to see what was happening.
At Pearl Villa's compound, everyone had gathered.
Miles stood calmly with his arms folded.
His expression was serious.
Behind him stood Elena, Daniel, Monica, Hope, and Asher.
The twins were practically vibrating with excitement.
Their eyes sparkled as the helicopters hovered overhead.
Ropes dropped from the aircraft.
Figures began descending one after another.
Swift.
Precise.
Disciplined.
Like warriors from another era.
Asher pointed excitedly.
"Big bro!"
"Are they ninjas?"
Hope immediately disagreed.
"No."
