A Second Chance at Forever novel (Eleanor and Bernard)

Chapter 1381

Bernard couldn’t help but let out a bitter chuckle; he felt like he was a pawn in some sick cosmic game. His laugh, paired with the bloodshot look in his eyes, didn’t seem to faze Yates.

“I will give you ten minutes to think it over,” Yates said, then turned on his heel and left the sterile, white lab, his entourage of suited goons trailing behind

him.

Only Peterson lingered, waiting until Yates and the others had left before leaning in to whisper to Bernard, “Just play along for now, and once you’re out, you can explain everything to her.”

“Boy, do you think I’m deaf?” Yates’ menacing voice came from outside the door, making Peterson clamp his mouth shut and quickly step out of the lab.

Yates removed his mask, revealing eyes that simmered with malice, as he glared at Peterson.

“You’ve just earned yourself another twenty lashes,” he ordered coldly.

Peterson, slightly afraid of his grandfather, nodded his head in resignation and murmured, “Yes, sir.”

Yates looked away, directing the others.

“No.3, head to the control room and initiate the program; I’ll need it later.”

“The rest of you, secure the chip in the mobile unit, and then destroy the chip lab.”

all the operatives: no one was to speak of the chip or Bernard’s

away in his office, furrowed his brow at the cryptic message. Ever since Bernard’s capture, Yates had been

to the lab, resuming his imposing stance over Bernard, who sat with his

what’s your

in a hurry; he settled back into a couch, patiently

answer.

to free himself from the chip’s control was to accept the deal, contradictory as it seemed to the promise of unlimited freedom 1-1 had initially offered. The offer might seem to favor Bernard, but the true beneficiary was 1-1 -clever enough to secure his own interests

he faced a formidable opponent. A

a grandfather like you.”

be unlucky, but without the Siren Organization, she wouldn’t have faced these

she hadn’t been killed, Eleanor’s mother wouldn’t have remarried to

man with a sudden urge to ask him what Eleanor’s misfortunes had to do with the Siren

settle, and whatever

Bernard’s gaze on Yates turned icy, layered with hatred enough to burn through his protective suit. But being in a position of weakness, he reigned in his anger.

to your terms, then take off

everything she knows when she arrives tomorrow. Let her speak for

fact that he was the founder of Area Opaca, letting Bernard know his identity prematurely would surely alert

tomorrow.

not one to act against his own interests, so today’s negotiation did not involve revealing his identity in exchange for the founder of the Siren