They Hated Me in My First Life, But Now I Have the Love System

Chapter 310: Cryptic Messages

He could yell. He wanted to yell. But after what he just went through on that phone call, he understood something very clearly, none of this was easy. Not for him. Not for them.

“…Forget it,” he muttered under his breath. “You’re not the only ones who got humiliated today.”

The men almost sighed in relief.

“Alright,” Michael barked, pulling himself together, “Squad one, head to the border crossings. Stop every vehicle that sneezes suspiciously. Squad two, airport terminals. I want eyes on every face that even remotely looks like it’s running from something. Squad 3, train stations. Full lockdown if you have to. The rest of you, with me. There’s still a chance they’re moving on foot. We’ll sweep the road routes.”

“No one sleeps tonight. If they escaped on land, we chase on land. If they take the skies, we fly. If they vanish, we sniff them out.”

“But sir,” one guard dared to ask, “how do we find them if we don’t know where they’re going?”

“Figure. It. Out,” he snapped, walking toward the car. “We’re professionals, not street magicians. And someone better find me a charger. My new phone’s on 17%.”

They all snapped into action. The weight of the royal order and the sting of failure had set them on fire. In less than five minutes, the streets were swarming with black clad personnel pouring into cars, bikes, and alleyways.

Those who had watched the whole scene unfold from the sidelines, neighbors, shopkeepers, curious onlookers, were left blinking, still trying to understand what kind of movie had just played out in their quiet neighborhood.

“Is it a movie shoot?” one woman asked.

“Which movie uses real panic like

his head. “I don’t know what happened today oh, but those kids they were chasing… I

the

pursuers, Abuchi slowed his pace and finally stopped to catch his breath. The alleys were

calm his pounding heart, then immediately started moving again, this time toward their designated meeting spot. I hope the others remember the

of guilt thinking about Nnenna. I’m sorry, Sis. But I trust Ekene. He’ll keep you safe. And you?

also doing the same, avoiding patrols and heading toward the meeting spot, all with one crucial

shape of the falcon in Marka, remember that rivers can carry what wheels cannot. You’ll understand what I mean if things go

now. Something had indeed

Of course. If they could

line had sounded poetic at the time, but now

a river leading toward Trunns, or at least a

their scattered locations, began asking questions carefully, subtly, blending into crowds and approaching locals who seemed trustworthy. They had to be smart. Too many questions in the wrong place could alert

rivers were there in Marka? Which of them connected

down, and pulled out his phone. His fingers moved quickly over the screen,

out the ones that looked too shallow or too close

Karen and John were doing the same. Karen leaned casually against a bus stop pole, pretending to text, while her eyes flicked between her

him, kept his head low while scrolling through search results. Their instincts