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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.

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

was chummy with certain folks at the base, it was only natural

unless he was thoroughly convinced. Only in that case could a real

they had to take

and lan, and

Holy Daughter had always been

brought back by the Holy Daughter, but his

toward the horizon, and his

within the BK organization, he'd thought Cynthia held him

her approval, always

of his difference from the

overly cute things, like

creatures, and displayed their remains prominently -as if they were his

he wasn’t used to it at all, so he was

was entangled in her

perhaps she hadn't brought him back intentionally, and that

obligation.

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dissect these animals?" Cynthia had asked him

leader so as to lead a normal

as BK's Holy Daughter, she could never

animals hung in the sun, and their bodies were desiccated

how to dissect; it seemed an innate

thought Cynthia would praise him, so he admitted to it without

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brandished the scalpel

cat, who was nurtured within