On the other side of the private airfield, Philip trailed behind the enigmatic man until they entered a nondescript room adorned

with an array of masks. One, in particular, was familiar; it was often worn by the higher-ups, confirming Philip's suspicions. This

man was either a member of the elite or one of their operatives.

If Maja had been there, she'd have recognized him as the man who, back in Cania, had tried to whisk her away under the guise of

lan. That attempt had been foiled by a timely call from lan himself. Although her luggage was taken, she hadn't mentioned the

incident to lan.

Now, the room's dim lighting made the man before him look even more like lan. While there were only faint resemblances between

lan and Patric, this man was almost an exact replica.

Philip watched as he approached a machine, inputting a complex code. A distorted voice emerged from the device.

"Did you find them?"

"Yes, I'll bring them over tonight."

"What about Summer?"

"Summer's legs are broken, utterly defeated. Useless to us, so I took care of her."

The man spoke with chilling nonchalance, not bothering to shield Philip from the conversation.

After a brief silence, the voice inquired, "And Patric? He and Cynthia are the prsubjects; they must be retrieved together."

"Patric has vanished. No leads so far."

"Then focus on bringing Philip back."

"Understood."

a moment before it powered down, its self-destruct mechanism

intruder's touch, taking a life

crooked smile

Let's go, board the plane to where we're meant to

questioning further, Philip

for Phil, he'd always been one

the familiarity of the city below furrowed Philip's brow. He'd left many traces here under

as Philip, it

of the research facility's top brass was

Greenfield could it

Greenfield, things would get interesting. Windhelm had long

facility. If this scandal broke out, it would cause quite

Philip was

vehicle cto a halt outside a suburban mansion, and Philip's heart skipped a beat. They had

The area housed important figures, guarded around the clock by armed personnel

glance over them, an inspection of the car's

resumed its journey, Philip overheard

been here

car's dim interior light accentuated

a thin line. If he recalled correctly, the

clearance for lan's

was

yourself lately. The old men have all been

a smile that echoed lan's demeanor. "It's what I ought to

his smile vanished, and he leaned

this pretense. Aren't you afraid

slip-up during a conversation could unravel

left the military, he's cut ties with this side completely, never reaching out

fond of keeping in touch

man raised an eyebrow with a light

a hint of intrigue sparking

it was Bernard who had once allowed lan

to read his

hadn't remembered his true identity. He thought he was an independent personality when,

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