Chapter 1400

Tarquin narrowed his sharp blue eyes. "Hmm?"

Elliot pulled something from his pocket and handed it to Tarquin. "Use this.”

Tarquin glanced at it—Elliot had gotten it from Gideon Bradford, using his Alpha status.

This thing was all the rage on the black market. Rumor had it, if you held it, you could ask its owner any question, and they'd always have the answer. There was nothing this mysterious owner didn't know.

As for who the owner actually was, no one had a clue.

Tarquin had tried to get his hands on it before, back when he was looking for Elijah's mother, but he'd never had the chance. How Gideon managed to snag it was another mystery.

"If you already have a suspect in mind, Dad, and you think using it would be a waste," Elliot said, furrowing his brow with that serious little face of his, "then use it to find the real source of the Eighth Generation Virus."

Elliot was the sharpest of all the kids, and the one whose mind worked most like Tarquin's. In the whole family, only Elliot and Tarquin knew about the Eighth Generation Virus-and just how dangerous the mysterious figure and the virus both were.

Tarquin studied the object in his hand for a moment, then asked, "Any word from Gerald or Howard?"

Elliot off a bit. "No,

"You think this'll really

his head. "I don't

Elliot asked, "Are you worried about tipping someone

offering any explanation. He handed the object back to Elliot. “Hold onto it for now. After the casket's opened, if we need it, I'll ask you for

showed a flicker of confusion, but

the best of him, he asked, "Dad, is there

wait until after it was

the mysterious figure and

moment. Then he said, "The mysterious guy has been after the virus for ages. When Grandpa

be in there. But there might be

"Huh?"

over and ruffled Elliot's hair.

was still puzzled, but

ever hurts your feelings, just remember

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