Hazel stood outside Francisco’s mansion, taking in the grand estate. It looked more like a palace, with a beautifully kept garden that added to its charm. The air was thick with luxury, but Hazel couldn’t let herself be distracted.

What she felt more than awe was tension... security was tight. Cameras covered nearly every inch of the property, making it clear that one wrong move could ruin everything.

"One mistake," she thought. "And it’s over."

Even the peaceful garden couldn’t mask ...