Chapter 452 Back at Cryptonic

"That was close," Matthew said as the three of them jumped inside the elevator.

"Consider ourselves lucky," Adrian muttered with a frown on his face.

The familiar hum of the elevator was the only sound filling the air as Claire, Adrian, and Matthew rode in silence, each of them still processing the events that had unfolded. The weight of Eligos's relentless pursuit hung over them like a storm cloud, but for now, they were safe at least, for the moment.

As the elevator doors slid open, Claire stepped out first, the familiar glow of Cryptonic's sleek, high-tech interior offering a small semblance of comfort. The walls, lined with screens and sophisticated security systems, stood as a silent witness to the chaos they had just escaped. Claire took a deep breath, inhaling the cool, conditioned air, trying to settle her racing thoughts.

Adrian walked behind her, his gaze never leaving her back, and Matthew followed closely, looking tense, alert.

Claire led them down the narrow hallway to her office, the one place in the world she could retreat to when everything felt like it was spiraling out of control. She didn't bother with pleasantries, immediately walking to the desk and sitting down in the sleek chair, dropping her bag onto the surface. She ran a hand through her hair and let out a frustrated sigh.

"Alright, now we can breathe for a minute," Matthew said, taking a seat across from her. now that we're out of immediate danger, I need to know-what did Eligos want from you? We didn't get a chance to talk about it before everything went to hell."

Claire glanced at Adrian, who nodded in silent encouragement. She turned her attention back to Matthew, her brows knitting together. "He's looking for someone. A guy named Allan."

Matthew's expression shifted almost imperceptibly, his lips pressing into a thin line and his eyes narrowing slightly. Claire caught it immediately.

"You know something," she said, her tone sharp.

Matthew hesitated, rubbing the back of his neck. "Yeah. I do."

Claire straightened, ignoring the dull ache in her arm. "Matthew, did Eligos come after you and then

you a question about Allan

"Yeah, apparently. Sorry for not

kidnapped? I think you guys

no use," Matthew replied as he patted

arms, glaring at him. "I don't get why you kept hiding things from me but fine. So, who is Allan? His name sounded familiar, but

if he were

but she couldn't place

guy you asked me to look into a few months ago. You were curious about his background-his family, his history. But when I tried to dig, I hit a wall. No records, no

widened as the memory surfaced. "I remember now. Allan... he was connected to the accident. The car accident three years

his tone cautious yet probing.

and left me with three years of my life missing from my memory. Allan was there that night-or at least, I think he was. I didn't

back in his chair, his face grim. "And I couldn't find a shred of information on him, which only made it more suspicious. No one vanishes

now Eligos is hunting him? Why?

million-dollar question," Matthew

room, her arms crossed tightly against her chest. "Eligos has been orchestrating chaos for months-the threats, the sabotage, the attempts to kidnap

knows something about the accident. Something Eligos doesn't

Matthew interjected, "he's working with

head firmly.

a target. Eligos doesn't waste time chasing people who are already under his control. This is about leverage or information

room fell silent, the weight of Matthew's words settling over them like a lead blanket. Adrian's voice was in

the accident involving Claire and her parents. And Allan dies due to natural causes. Heart failure." Matthew raised his brows as he looked into Adrian's eyes. "Do

and Eligos is still looking for him, then there's more to this story. He's not after Allan himself-he's after whatever Allan left behind." Claire nodded, her mind racing. "It could be documents, evidence, something that ties Eligos to something that is much

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