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Beck trailed a few paces behind Maja, taking the opportunity to fill Dylan in on the news that Cynthia, the woman imprisoned on

the island, was still alive. Dylan's expression was a mix of surprise and concern as he rasped a warning.

"Keep a close eye on her."

By 'her’, he meant Maja.

"Don't worry, Dylan," Beck reassured, waving him off before hastening to catch up with Maja.

The man standing beside Dylan crossed his arms, his brow furrowing in confusion.

"Is she really your sister?"

The awkward tension between the two was far from familial.

Dylan let out a sigh, considering his own checkered past. The fact that she wasn't cursing him out was a stroke of luck in itself.

"The Olsons really don't care about what's on that island?"

The man beside him was Abner, who had also caught wind of the secrets buried on the island through his collaboration with the

Sanders.

His eyes narrowed, a shadow passing over them.

"I'm not as ambitious."

"But you've got people to protect, haven't you? You've seen the laboratories on that island. No one knows what they're

hit someone you care about. The Olsons have a

looking to bring you down will naturally target your

knows who the next victim of this

such a stir because it harbored international contraband pills. With ongoing

had those illegal substances leaked

on edge, desperate to uncover the

seemed persuaded by this argument,

support, but

all

reached out a hand, his face breaking into a

woman under your protection must be

Abner was ruthless, having clawed his way to power

a different

texts from a certain lady brought out Abner's brighter

was named, those who did

face twitched

and Beck arrived at the island's underground chamber by helicopter. The place

through the area. The chamber was heavily guarded, layers of security inside and

forewarned, the sight of

attempts had been made, yet

War was brutal.

faces now silenced in death weighed heavily

stood beside her, taking a deep

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as a house. Whoever set off those bombs, it was

by powerful families,