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As lan and Oliver were left alone, the tension in the room was palpable.

Ralap, a man known for his caution, had stationed guards outside of lan's dwelling since the night before.

It was a charade of protection that thinly veiled his true intentions—surveillance. Ralap was after the medicine, a valuable

commodity in their cutthroat world. Now that it was gone, his unease was evident, yet he knew better than to lay a finger on lan.

As soon as the door closed, Oliver stood up, and brushed off the invisible dust from his jeans in a gesture of readiness.

"So, lan, when are we making our move?" he asked, the casual tone belying the gravity of their situation.

lan's gaze drifted toward the window; dusk was only a few hours away. He had deliberately leaked his location to the hounds who

were baying for his blood. It didn't take a genius to figure out they were under K's command.

K's influence seemed to have spread even here. Undoubtedly, K was holding back for sreason—if not, they would have been

wiped off the map with a single bomb, rather than this elaborate hunt within the island's confines.

But tonight, K's men would come. And when they did, amidst the clash with Ralap's forces, lan and Oliver would slip away to find

Maja.

Oliver didn't wait for an answer; he knew the pattern of their conversations well enough. Together, they silently bid their time.

Two hours later, the calm was shattered by the distant sound of gunfire. Ralap sat erect in the parlor, sipping his tea. Upon hearing

the shots, he turned to his most trusted aide.

"Go check what's happening."

But before the aide could move, the sporadic gunfire turned into a cacophony of chaos.

"Boss, I'll cover you. We need to get out of here," the aide insisted as Ralap's expression soured. Had his enemies dared to

Middle Island so

got the gall to cause such a ruckus on Middle Island?" Ralap muttered angrily. "Take Oliver with

I need to consult with the other families. We must deal with this

intruders' audacity posed a direct threat to the resources of Inner

they planned for lan.

"Understood, boss."

contact the Elder; tell him we

'Elder' was Quentin, a man revered by the families. Quentin was much more than

keys to all of Forbidden Island's surveillance, and therefore he was privy to every

for centuries, and his word was law. Now,

they turned to

men had made their move. He

the Forbidden Island,

him?" Quentin mused darkly, wiping the

island forces, and eliminate K's

to take things this far, Quentin was ready to meet the

forces cby helicopter. At least thirty

move," Quentin noted. "Find out if anything else has happened

Elder."

and it was likely

well.

to see if K has

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under lockdown; no vessel would pass by for days, so their operations

if he obliterated the island, he would make

such intention. The island harbored Maja, lan, and the Holy

upon her trail, and

island—not yet. He wanted to see her,

was too consumed by darkness to lead, that his ruthlessness and

to those around

expression morphed into the warm