The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Percival glared at Flynn with venom in his eyes, yet his clenched fist hung suspended, unable to deliver the blow.

A sudden realization washed over him – the man before him was nothing like the uncle he remembered.

This man didn’t deserve to carry the name Flynn, didn’t deserve the family name, and certainly didn’t deserve his fury!

With a slow release, Percival let go, watching Flynn crumple to the ground like a free-falling ragdoll.

Flynn made no attempt to break his fall, laughing softly as he hit the floor, a sound as dry as autumn leaves.

No one knew what his laughter meant, nor could they guess what thoughts were twining through his mind.

Percival pulled out a handkerchief, wiped his hands clean, and, with a look of indifference, tossed it beside the fallen man. “White Tiger, I wonder if you’ll still be so cocky without your precious ST-1.”

The laughter ceased abruptly, and Flynn’s eyes, sharp as daggers, fixed on Percival.

“What do you mean by that?”

With a mocking laugh, Percival said, “Exactly what I said,” and turned to leave.

Flynn tried to follow, but chains bound him tightly, rendering him immobile.

All he could do was roar at the iron bars, “Hold it! Clarify your words, stop!”

Percival ignored the shouts and drove away.

Truth be told, his words were a mere guess, sparked by evidence brought back by Willa – a hunch that Flynn had been injecting ST-1.

And it turned out to be accurate.

What was the effect of ST-1 that even Flynn couldn’t resist using it?

signs

Vivienne

her lab, entrusting

no special attention, but

Karen’s palms gently, whispering, “Sasha, when

and the days following Karen’s departure from the

sick once and never fully recovered. Sasha, if you wake

“There was this one time when Maddox said I trained too much and offered a massage. But somehow, he dislocated my arm in the process.

“I didn’t.”

a swift chop, only to be stopped by a

trying to help, but you resisted, and I accidentally

eaten. I brought you some cake

and withdrew her hand.

and gave the cake to her. “Go eat

cake, Willa began to eat in silence, not

always keeps her word. So, let’s not worry and just wait for her,” Maddox soothed while massaging Karen’s wrist,

worried when his sister, who had

onto hope. She

Karen, he

are you coming back? Dad’s

Willa remained silent.

so long, she had barely found any leads. F-Poison was still at large, the ST-1 mystery

the Perez

“We’ll find F-Poison. Don’t carry all the burden yourself. Just

finally spoke up, “Maddox, what is it about me that you

Maddox’s eyes

just

I feel like you shouldn’t

were complex, faced with being considered a brother by the