Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The shadowy philanthropist behind the scenes had indeed provided sanctuary for so many refugees that no one harbored any

doubts.

Besides, those who claimed they'd been taken to work on Wall Street were indeed intermittently sending dollars back home,

adding a veneer of truth to the tale.

lan squinted down at the smoggy, dismal environment below.

It was unbearable for him, but for those who'd lived in squalor, this place was a slice of heaven.

At the heart of it all, they'd even erected a statue of the great benefactor. It was said that people flocked there daily to pay

homage.

lan had gotten the lay of the land and, as dusk fell, made another round through the settlement.

Despite the semblance of freedom, surveillance cameras lurked in every corner, and patrols roamed the area.

Many hadn't retired for the night, chatting on the park benches, buzzing about the latest illness.

The people here had long suffered from disease, with a woefully inadequate healthcare system. Each outbreak claimed many lives.

Their fear was palpable as they spoke of the disease, their bodies trembling with dread.

lan regrouped with his team, and the news they'd gathered was consistent.

If there were no surprises, those who'd been taken to work on Wall Street were actually being taken to a research facility.

The facility had its standards for human subjects used in experiments; they were looking for individuals with specific talents or high

intelligence.

clear that the philanthropist had covered his tracks expertly. After

itself.

the map had been scouted,

map was certainly an insider at the research facility, and held

why would this person know about Forbidden

supplied talent to the research facility, it was clear that it belonged

like the research facility, everyone's identity

night on Forbidden Island indicated that its master had wanted both

have

of

means of external communication suggested intimate

our

the research facility's location was marked on the map, but

to infiltrate it.

direct assault would

a nearby wall, watching the people bustle

"Let's head back."

of freedom; they could leave just as easily

ventured out daily, extolling the center's virtues to anyone who would listen, proclaiming the

the Nobel

welfare center's population ballooned, drawing in people

worried about a population crisis, so there was no need for something

hotel, 00

"Sir."

welfare center. With your skills, you'll be

"Understood."

face remained stoic as he dismissed the others to speak

chance you won't cout. No one knows what it's really like inside. Is

regret?"