Chapter 1822

"Uncle Drake's got a point," Lillian mumbled.

She caught Marion's sharp glance and zipped it.

Debra tossed a packet onto the table. "Recognize this?"

Drake picked it up. "What's this?"

"Stanley's handiwork," Debra replied, chewing her food. "Same stuff the Illuminati used. Don't tell me you forgot."

Drake hadn't seen it in 18 years. He studied it, opened the bag, and sniffed. "Diluted. A cowardly move."

If someone with real ambition had it, they'd have refined it, like the Illuminati's old stock.

poke around," he said. "Nobody's got the

check

nodded, pleased with

seen that before,"

eyes snapped to her. Debra

it when they're tired or zoned out.

saw it too. Tons of students have


the gravity

business," Debra said, standing up. "You guys

looked at Drake. "You're coming with

last bite before Marion

"Wait..." he protested.

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