Chapter 978:

Cordell listened, nodded, and then turned back to Ferris. “Mr. Scott, he’s gone to Fralo Mountain.”

“Oh?” Ferris blinked in surprise, but then a thin smile curled across his lips. He turned slowly to Cordell. “I guess it’s time.”

“Sir, your orders?”

“Tell the men at the warehouse…” Ferris paused, savoring the moment. “It’s time. Take action.”

Cordell bowed slightly. “Understood, sir.”

“Mr. Flynn!”

Phillips rushed forward as Eric stepped out, his face etched with worry. He looked Eric over anxiously, as if expecting to see blood. “Are you okay?”

Earlier, Eric had insisted on going in alone. The team of guards had waited outside, tense and powerless. Every minute had felt like an hour.

“I’m fine.” Eric’s voice was flat, unreadable. His expression gave nothing away.

what kind of game Ferris might be playing—and

seen through the trap for what it was. And now,

out there. But he could only reach one of them

head to the Scott family’s warehouse at Blisey Dock. Xander and Theodore will come

“Yes, Mr. Flynn!”

“Yes, Mr. Flynn!”

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teams snapped into

Something didn’t sit right. He turned to Phillips again. “Make sure Linda gets out safely. Call me

firmly. “Don’t worry, sir.

“Good.”

his temples, tension buzzing behind

he was overthinking this. What could possibly

wanted leverage. This was all just pressure. He wouldn’t go so far

stop picturing Hadley—alone,

hands curled into fists. “Xander,

we’re

Eric’s mind spun as the scenery blurred

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