Chapter 426: The Pain Beneath the Surface

Chapter 426: The Pain Beneath the Surface

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Just as Sierra had feared, the faint heartache had only been the beginning. By the second day, Johnathan’s body was wracked with unpredictable pain.

Sometimes it was his bones. Sometimes his head. Sometimes it was

his heart again.

Yet every test came back clean. His bloodwork remained unchanged. And still, the fever refused to break.

Experts from all over had gathered at the old Wynn estate–not just there, but from across research institutes and scientific organizations. Still, no one had found anything.

Draven, Mateo, and several others soon arrived.

Though Wayne had locked down the news from spreading publicly, anyone close enough to the Wynn family could figure out what was really going on.

And with their long–standing friendship with Johnathan, Wayne didn’t stop them. Instead, he allowed them to be brought straight to his grandson.

Seeing Johnathan stunned them. In just a few days, he’d become visibly thinner. He looked worse now than when he’d been in that car accident.

Draven, being in the research field himself–even if not in the same specialty–could immediately tell this wasn’t good.

He glanced around the room and asked, “Where’s Sierra?”

Right now, if anyone stood a chance of solving this, it was Sierra.

“In the lab,” Johnathan replied with a trace of helplessness.

Since that night, Sierra hadn’t left. She’d locked herself away, working day and night.

fetch her, but

the work gave her even a sliver of peace,

someone like him. who could endure almost anything, was

visited, but she definitely

keep her from witnessing

he had this kind of

current situation?” asked Stone from

out–his symptoms, how

were visibly shaken

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years. When

had dared to touch him must’ve been

Bierceans

catch them. I’ll skin them alive,” Mateo snarled, his temper

“I’m going back to interrogate

kill him,” Johnathan said. “We still need

gave a firm nod.

sit still either. Adjusting his glasses, he

some connections overseas. I’ll ask around–see if anyone recognizes

that, he stepped outside to start

Maddox both dove into

dropped everything to help him

up a bounty on the dark web–hoping someone

his screen lit up with a notification.

“Son of a-!”

that the post Mateo had just made had been deleted–and his

the address they’d used had already been

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