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Phil lounged beside him on the deck chair; the glass cradled in his hand was not filled with red wine, but with the celebratory fizz of

champagne.

"Man, if it were me, I'd just blow the whole damn island."

Phil never was one for leaving loose ends, but he respected his brother's every decision.

They were twins, after all, and he'd grown accustomed to being his brother's shadow.

Taking a leisurely sip from the flute, he let the moment linger.

"What's the fun in that? Quentin's likely in there too. If he gets caught in the blast, the organization will be even more of a

headache."

Though the third Elder was captured, the other elders were still out and about.

These two stubborn old goats were in the sboat, and the elusive Quentin hiding out on Forbidden Island. That left only seven

elders on their side within the BK faction.

With a force as formidable as BK, if three elders were to gang up against him, it would be a significant nuisance.

So, if they could make it persuading Quentin to join forces, that was the move to make.

Besides, Quentin had a key partner in the research base.

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