Chapter 1000

The impact of that face on the two men was like a storm surge, shaking the very foundations of their reality, indescribable in its intensity!

Especially Elvis, who couldn't believe his eyes, his pupils quivering with emotion as he cried out:

"Jack?! Jack, is that you?!"

Hans merely stared back, his expression as calm and undisturbed as a still pond.

"Elvis, get a grip, man! Look closer!"

Thaddeus, too, was shocked to his core!

But he had never actually met the living Jack Hamilton; he had only seen the handsome pilot in the Hamilton family's portraits. So, he quickly steadied his emotions, his jaw clenched tight:

"Wasn't Jack declared dead after that plane crash? After all these years without even finding his body, how could he possibly still be alive?!

This guy, he might just be a lookalike, a distraction Avery's throwing our way! Elvis, snap out of it, don't let your eyes deceive you!"

Hearing this, Hans couldn't help but frown deeply.

Another one, no, two more.

This Jack fellow sure had a lot of folks thinking about him, missing him, even years after his supposed death.

Truth be told, after his spat with Evadne, Hans had gone back and looked up this Jack Hamilton on his phone.

For the first time in his memory, he felt an unprecedented curiosity about another person.

Jack in his crisp pilot uniform, handsome and beaming in the photos, stirred something unexplainable

a stranger and yet, somehow, not

could that

Hans, an orphan with no parents, a loyal hitman always by the Boss's

their faces, he and Jack had nothing in

I was closest to!" Elvis stared fixedly at the man before him, his emotions almost bursting through, "No one knows Jack better than

"I'm not."

distant and cold, "I'm

front of your 'kin' leaves

he moved like a shadow, charging at

"Elvis, watch out!"

Sweat beaded on Thaddeus's

as sharp

as he drew his gun

the swiftly moving Hans, his finger

in military school, his shooting was top-notch, and his dynamic vision

speed, he was confident he could take him

the tension, sensing the imminent danger, a flash of cold steel narrowly

to his exceptional reflexes, he dodged just in time;

Thaddeus's eyes widened in

could this

cold and merciless. How could this heartless

all of his speed in that strike, yet

on Hans's lips, a spark of excitement at meeting his match flickering in his eyes, as

"Thaddeus! Go now!"

agile movements, Elvis once again

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