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Maja stumbled towards the general direction where the past had unfolded, only to find devastation greater than her darkest

imaginations.

The yard that once stood was long gone, the area not even qualifying as ruins anymore. All that remained were outlines of the old

foundations scattered on the ground.

It was clear that a shell had hit the yard squarely. If anyone had been inside, judging by the ferocity of the blast, it was likely they

were vaporized, leaving behind neither limb nor fragment, but only a mist of blood.

Her heart clenched painfully, and she squatted down to plant a small wooden cross in the desolate earth before shuffling away, her

soul a heavy shadow trailing behind her.

Beck was waiting for her right where the helicopter had touched down. Seeing her ashen face, he quickly handed her an oxygen

tank.

"Is the air bothering you here?" he asked.

Maja shook her head, her pallor visibly deepening.

Beck helped her aboard the helicopter, and they didn't return to the hospital where lan was until dusk.

Sitting in the corridor, Maja felt a pounding headache.

When the doctor finally emerged, she quickly inquired, "How is he?"

"Strong will to live. He should wake up by tomorrow."

Relief washed over her, but then the scenes she had witnessed on the island churned in her stomach.

She dashed to the bathroom in her hospital room and retched, but nothing cout.

dinner, insisting she

Island, but the research base is well-hidden and will

were on the case meant that she and lan didn't

was one less

base, letknow. We can't

Patric?"

also a casualty of the bombing that

the bodies were blown to bits; it's impossible to tell if he's among the dead.

back against the cool wall,

opened a food container and placed a spoon in

don't want to. And

baby was still

managed a strained

I'll take care of myself and

drawn

You have the power now. If you and lan want to leverage the Sanders

me. And remember, Dylan has been managing these

want to sway, consider

be used, and as for Dylan, he'd be more than willing to be of service

by her side, offering

lan sintel when you Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

Island? His reach is

That impressive?

hand this time. And there's Abner from the Olson family. Odd duck, Abner, not

a favor. The maritforces were under

easily."

was trying to mend the relationship

was embarrassed to bring it up, so

contact. If you don't want to call, just message him. He's got your picture.

plan a wedding without the shadow of the research base looming over

A wedding?

her hand

"Beck, I understand."

pleased to see her eating, and