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.

His ultimate goal wasn't BK, but that very research base.

certain folks at the base, it was only natural to

unless he was thoroughly convinced.

had to

just Quentin, but Maja and lan, and the long-hidden

existence of the Holy Daughter had always been a

the Holy Daughter, but his

the horizon, and his

BK organization, he'd thought Cynthia held him in high regard and would groom

tirelessly for her approval, always going the extra

of

overly cute things,

and displayed their remains prominently -as if

he wasn’t used to it at

in her own troubles, because she rarely

intentionally, and that it may have

obligation.

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you dissect these animals?" Cynthia had asked him one day, with disbelief

the mantle of BK leader so as

BK's Holy Daughter, she could never be

dissected animals hung in the sun, and their bodies

had taught him how to dissect; it seemed an

would praise him, so

I used this

brandished the scalpel with

nurtured within the organization, tand beloved, but

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