The night was chaos incarnate.

Maja couldn't fathom Patric's endgame, but the cacophony of blasts reverberating through the air was a clear indicator that he had

rigged explosives across multiple locations.

How much of Eric's memory had he assimilated? These bombs weren't bought; they were handcrafted by the man himself.

Eric was a prodigy with a penchant for the elemental, and for him, crafting bombs was a walk in the park.

Maja furrowed her brows, as she smelled the stench of blood undeniable in the air, mingling with the howls and wails that seemed

to ride the waves of the explosions.

Patric's move was merciless, not intended to spare anyone, even the Bradshaws.

She took a deep breath, but found the sulfur hanging heavy and acrid in the air made her stomach churn.

Patric held her close with one arm, while the other hastily wrapped a torn piece of cloth around his bleeding wound.

"Patric, where the hell are you taking me?" Maja's voice was tinged with a mix of fear and confusion.

Why stir up this hornet's nest?

If he wanted to get out, why not just team up with lan? After all, they had entered this mess together.

Why go to such lengths, planting bombs everywhere?

Was his plan to let lan die, to throw the Bradshaws into disarray, and to cause an uproar on Forbidden Island so as to make it

slipping away in the chaos?

And why take her along? If he had left her behind, he could already be in ssafe haven by now.

"Shut up!" Patric barked, as he hoisted her up and trudged forward.

The thick dust in the air choked him and made him cough a bit, and suddenly, faint footsteps caught his attention.

Then, a man's voice cut through the turmoil.

"Hand her over."

It was lan's voice.

that he was

be at the Bradshaws' tonight, where the bombs were the thickest; he should

he

slightly, Patric could see the

cloak, lan wielded a gun

whizzed by earlier had been his

his

"Why are you here?"

he'd set, there should've been no survivors from

was lan

fired, and the

and Maja slipped from

lan caught her effortlessly.

her lips

shoulder, but he felt no pain—all

silent scrutiny.

recalled the moment they had entered Forbidden Island

access chapters of

span to make Patric hate him this

securely, lan commanded his

and then it's off to the South District Mental

"Understood, Mr. Raymond."

the Porter family at lan's behest, part of his

get

nearly decimated,

investigate the

would be licking its wounds,

that, lan had Patric's machinations to

to his feet, but Patric could only glare

by successfully turning Timothy and trapping the so-called elder

Bradshaws.

bombs all over Inner Island, but

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