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?"

change threw Elliot

at the thing. "You think this'll really give

head. "I don't know. But

asked, "Are you

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

of confusion, but he nodded obediently and tucked the thing

he asked, "Dad, is there

else wait until after it was

behind the mysterious figure and the Eighth Generation Virus-it might all be hidden in your grandpa's

has been after the virus for ages. When Grandpa and

know. The virus itself won't be in there. But there might be a

"Huh?"

over and ruffled Elliot's hair. "You'll see when

puzzled, but he

at his dad-wide-eyed and earnest. "If anyone ever hurts your feelings, just remember Mom and us. We'll never betray you, never hurt you. We'll always' benght here and wet always

at his son,

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