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But no one expected that the city where lan was staying would plunge into panic as daylight broke.

At 7 a.m., right at the peak of the morning rush, a patient infected with a contagious disease was discovered in the bustling city

center.

That meant the disease had made its way to the heart of the city.

The mall where the patient was found was immediately sealed off, trapping everyone inside for observation, while outside, anxiety

was spreading like wildfire.

lan stood on his hotel balcony and watched the people below rushing about, frantically stockpiling supplies from the supermarkets.

Chaos was on the horizon.

So when Beck's call cthrough, lan's brow furrowed, his heart skipping a beat.

"You had only one job—keep an eye on her! But you just screwed it!"

Beck, knowing he was at fault, didn't dare to argue.

lan took a deep breath before hanging up. He tried to call Maja, only to find her phone switched off.

He instantly regretted sneaking into the city behind her back, knowing full well what she was like.

The city was descending into disorder, and Maja, pregnant and alone, could be facing any number of dangers.

He couldn't bear to think about it, bombarding her with messages, desperate to find out when her flight would land.

When Maja arrived at the airport, something felt off. The air was thick with dust, making it hard to see.

She wasn't alone; another traveler from Windhelm was with her, both of them stung by the whipping sand.

into a local guide's

barely knew Maja's language, limited to a

said as

flat shoes and carrying only a bag, looked every bit the college student. The other person from Windhelm,

wearing thick glasses and a hat,

a straightforward ride from the guide to her hotel,

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the car stopped and she opened her

was chatting with a group of people, who promptly handed over a wad of

grin, the guide pocketed the money and

down Maja's spine as she turned

we've been sold," the woman said

as blatant as

imagined that a guide

took the cash approached, speaking in a language she didn't understand, and reached out towards

two of them

and a motorcycle

still in shock,

the

white-faced

the ground, Maja pulled

"Let's go!"

hopped on the

knew the basics and could handle a bicycle, so they made a steady

no recollection of the

you remember how to get

softly, her voice

drove the motorcycle while

to the airport,

her phone, the woman guided