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?

showed no signs

that Vivienne could

her

coma, required no special attention, but Willa felt compelled to stay by her

palms gently, whispering, “Sasha, when will

childhood memories and the days following Karen’s departure from the

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

one time when Maddox said I trained too much and offered a massage. But somehow, he

“I didn’t.”

with a swift chop, only to be stopped by a strong grip on

I was trying to

cake, explained, “Vivienne mentioned you haven’t eaten. I brought you some

pressed her lips and withdrew her hand.

cake to her. “Go

eat in

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

how could he not be worried when his sister, who had just reunited with him, was now

hope. She was

Maddox massaged Karen, he sat

are you coming back?

Willa remained silent.

with the Perez family for so long, she had barely found any leads. F-Poison was

the Perez

lightly tapped her forehead. “We’ll find F-Poison. Don’t carry all the

“Maddox, what is

guard, Maddox’s

like you… just because.

pressed, “I don’t understand your feelings. I feel like you shouldn’t like

faced with being considered a