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

a ruckus on Middle Island?" Ralap muttered angrily. "Take Oliver

with the other families. We

resources of Inner

they planned for lan.

"Understood, boss."

tell him we have

the families. Quentin was much

held the keys to all of Forbidden Island's surveillance,

Island for centuries, and

they turned

their move. He had expected a confrontation

but the assault was launched in the Forbidden Island, which was a blatant disregard

mused darkly,

forces, and

things this far, Quentin was ready to

At least thirty have been sighted so

if anything else has

Elder."

organization had been lost since morning, and it was likely that

well.

want to see if

ships lay in wait. Philip

he watched helicopters swarm

pass by for days, so their operations

the island, he would make it escaping the international

no such intention. The island harbored Maja, lan, and the Holy Daughter. His agents at the Mental

stumbled upon her trail, and Philip was

He wanted to see her, to facilitate

said to him? That he was too consumed by

those around

morphed into the warm and gentle mask he wore as Phelps

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