"Yes, as long as you're alive," Marion replied."You people are evil, making demands at a time like this," Drake grunted.Outside, the ambulance arrived.After Drake was placed on a stretcher, Marion suggested, "I'll handle things here. You go with him.""Got it," Debra agreed quickly, knowing only he could take care of things like that.There was no point in her lingering there.As they were headed to the nearest hospital, Drake weakly lay in the ambulance. His body was badly bruised and covered in blood.It was a gruesome sight, and Debra looked at him with sympathy."What is that look? I'm fine, alright?" Drake started nonchalantly.Debra rolled her eyes. "I just got sand in my eyes. You have no idea how difficult it was to find you. Couldn't you just leave us more information? Sure enough, you're not the sharpest tool in the shed.""I wasn't caught. I voluntarily left with them," Drake replied.Debra's face darkened. "You have the nerve to do that. I..."A nurse quickly
Drake froze. "What blood donation?"Before the nurse could answer, Debra said, "Take a good rest. Marion's people will watch over you outside. I need to go back to the casino and check out things."With that, she left the room. The nurse tried to stop her but couldn't catch up in time.Drake pressed, "What blood donation?"The nurse shrank under his cold gaze and stammered, "The blood bank was running low, so...""So?""Mrs. Houston donated her blood. She hasn't rested enough yet.""And you let her leave like that?" Drake got anxious, trying to get out of bed.The nurse pushed him back down. "You just had surgery, sir. You can't go anywhere."The sudden movement strained his wound, and Drake frowned in pain.The nurse was adamant. "You need to rest now."Drake's gaze never left the door. He was deeply frustrated....Once arrived, Debra saw the area around the casino had been locked down. Marion's men were guarding the entrance.A guard approached her. "Ma'am, Mr. Houston
"Just don't be so reckless again." Marion tapped her forehead. "Next time something like this happens, tell me right away. I can get the blood.""How are you going to do that?" Debra asked.He didn't answer, and she sighed, "You see, the blood bank has plenty of supply. But that blood is meant to save lives. I don't care what you did before, but from now on, we can't do that. That's like stealing someone else's chance to survive. After everything that's happened, I believe in karma. I don't want us to end up paying the price one day.""Alright. I'll just pay them to donate it. How about that?""Good. Today's been exhausting. Let's go to the hospital and check on Drake. He's awake now, and we can ask him what happened.""Alright." Marion drove with one hand while holding Debra's hand tightly with the other.Debra could feel his warmth. It made her feel safe....At the hospital, Drake was propped up against the bed.By the time Debra and Marion arrived, it was already dark. The
"How did you know?" Drake was surprised."How else would I know? I asked Lara," Debra replied.Earlier, she had been recovering in the hospital, and everyone else had been busy with work. No one had paid attention to what Drake had been doing."I came back to handle work, not to look for anything," Drake replied, looking away. "I didn't take anything from them. Their intel was wrong. I lied to them just to buy time.""Come on. Do you know I'd believe that?" Debra scoffed. "What exactly did you hide?""What, are you interrogating me now?" Drake clamped up.Debra wanted to give him a piece of her mind, but Marion stepped in, pressing a hand on her shoulder."I've got ways of making him talk," he said."Alright, enjoy your chat. I'll go get some water," she said, standing up.Drake looked up and saw Marion's serious expression.He huffed, "Come on. Do you have to do this?""I have since you didn't cooperate." Debra waved her hand, leaving the room.Marion pulled up a chair and
"Fine. If you want to throw your life away, I'll tell you," Drake sighed, giving in. "The last time I came back, I made people believe I was dealing with company affairs. In fact, I was looking for a raw stone.""A raw stone?" Debra echoed."Yes, a rare and expensive one. I heard someone bought it decades ago. Since then, there hasn't been any information about it.""So, how did you get it?""After I discovered the Illuminati, I started looking into its origins. In a church, I noticed a colorful pattern on the ceiling that looked like a phoenix. I did my research, and it turns out the Illuminati has been around for over a century."Drake reached for his phone by the pillow, pulled up some photos, and laid them in front of Debra.He continued, "This phoenix is probably their symbol. Behind it, you can see something like the sun. You know, in ancient stories, the phoenix dies and is reborn. I think there's a connection between them."Debra mused, "So, you're saying this symbol is
Drake had just managed to get his power back. He couldn't have that kind of money to buy a precious stone like that.Faced with her doubt, Drake snorted, "Who says it has to be bought?""Then how did you..." Debra trailed off, quickly realizing where this was headed.She smacked his arm, scowling, "You're involved in illegal dealings again?""That's the nature of my business. Focus on your own man," Drake retorted.Marion shot him a cold glare, warning him against messing with Debra.Drake took a deep breath. "Don't worry. I didn't hurt anyone. They gave it to me willingly, and I'm paying them in installments. They won't lose out."Debra finally relaxed and asked, "So where did you hide the stone?""At a safe place, of course," Drake replied. "It cost me a fortune. Naturally, they'd not find it easily.""So, the Illuminati members have been collecting treasures like that. Such stones could lure out their leader, right?""It was a guess. But after this, I'm pretty sure I'm rig
Once Drake was taken away, Marion asked, "You really figured it out?""Nope. I was bluffing." Debra shook her head. "Drake hid it so well that even the Illuminati couldn't find it. That's why they grabbed him. They had no other choice. Honestly, the safest thing for us is not to know where it is. Otherwise, we might be next on their hit list.""That's why he wouldn't talk.""I know. He's afraid that if we find out, the Illuminati will come after us, too.""But you told him you figured it out." "I was just messing with him. If I could do that, that'd mean I'm smarter than the entire Illuminati.""You're smarter."Marion reached out and ruffled her hair.Debra got serious. "Now we can't go back to Seamar City yet. If the Illuminati has people here, they must have a base there too. Instead, we should dig a little deeper. Maybe their leader is hiding out here in Orkgate.""Right." Marion nodded....In the car, Kale faltered, "Boss, next time something like this happens, at le
Late at night, Andrew sat in the study of his house overseas.From the courtyard came the sound of soft rustling noises.About ten minutes later, Barton returned to the room and reported, "Sir, everything's been taken care of.""Good work on them. They went through all that trouble just to find this place, and in the end, they came up empty," Andrew said casually, "Send them back and show them that no one gets into the Potter Mansion and this house as well.""Understood." Barton quickly left.Several corpses were scattered about in the courtyard.At his signal, some hidden guards revealed themselves and dragged the bodies away.In no time, the courtyard was cleaned up, leaving no sign of anything.Andrew looked thoughtfully at a phoenix emblem on his desk.After a while, Barton returned and said, "Mr. and Mrs. Houston are overseas right now. They don't seem to plan on going back anytime soon. What if..." Andrew brushed it off. "I never told anyone about this place. They won
"No biggie. I'm just that sharp," Randy grinned."Don't flatter yourself." Erica smacked his arm, turning to Debra. "If that's the play, we'll set up around the valley early.""We scoped it out last time. Here's the terrain map Marion roughed out. Memorize the basics, just in case," Debra said.Jordan spoke up. "I'll plant people inside to learn the lay. If things go down, we'll back each other up."He paused, frowning. "But we've only got one path. Without the full picture, it's still risky.""Got it here," a voice called from the door.Everyone turned to see Theda walking in with Robert. A map was in her hand."It's you guys." Debra was surprised.Theda had been busy with her business. She barely had time to breathe, not to mention show up there."This mess is huge. If the Illuminati takes Seamar City, my business is done," Theda said.She'd seen Jeffery's crazy side. The Illuminati couldn't be anything good.She unrolled the map and stuck it on the board. "This is the val
Liza eased up, knowing Debra was always faithful.She would help if she said so."Is the Illuminati really that bad?" Liza asked, having never seen Fermin cornered like that."Yeah," Debra said flat-out.Liza fought back her tears. "I'm not as smart as you guys, but if I can help...""You've done plenty," Debra said, patting her head.The once-bratty lady had grown into someone brave and kind. They'd all seen her change.But this was too risky. They couldn't bet on her life."Everything's set," Marion said, striding in with Jordan.Liza blinked at their suits. They looked solemn, as if ready for a last stand.Debra nodded. "Alright, let's go over everyone's setup and run through the plan."Randy wheeled in a blackboard that showed the outskirts map.The Four Great Families had owned Seamar City for ages. Their eyes and ears were on every corner.They'd linked up north, south, east, and west, with Juan's lines tied in.According to intel, the Illuminati hadn't sunk deep ro
"Just listen to me and go," Fermin said, pulling his hand free.The next thing she knew, he yanked her toward the emergency exit."Fermin!" she yelped.The restaurant staff, loyal to Fermin, hustled her into the stairwell. By the time the guards outside caught on, she was gone."Get her," the guards barked.If Liza slipped away, Michael would have their heads. But before they could chase, Fermin's crew boxed them in."You know what this means?" one guard spat, dropping all politeness.They knew he was just a puppet. If he broke free, Bert's life would be done."Kill them," Fermin ordered, turning back to the restaurant.A waiter dropped a tray, the crash drowning out muffled screams from the stairwell.Liza was already in a cab. She tried to turn back, but a staffer blocked her. "Miss, you can't go anywhere but Seamar City. The Potter Mansion is your safest bet. Think of what Mr. Eaton's doing for you."Her stay overseas made her a hostage. While she was here, Fermin was lea
The driver hesitated but complied. "Sure, Mr. Eaton. How long do you plan to stay? There's a meeting this afternoon.""An hour," Fermin replied.From their conversation, Liza caught on that their family was under the Illuminati's thumb. The driver would not grill Fermin about his schedule otherwise."Who're you to butt in? He'll hang out with me for as long as he wants," she snapped.The driver bit back his gripes. "My bad. Sorry."Liza clung to Fermin's arm, heart pounding. She had been pampered her whole life, and her family had always been untouchable. She never imagined they'd be under someone else's boot.The car stopped by the mall. Liza and Fermin got out.When the guards tried to follow, she whirled. "My brother and I are going shopping. What're you tagging along for?""Protecting you and Mr. Eaton," one said.She opened her mouth to argue, but Fermin cut in. "They can carry bags for you."She hesitated. With these guards tagging along, they couldn't talk about the si
"Dad." Liza rushed to the bed, grabbing Bert's hand.In her mind, Bert was a stern old grump. He was always tough and sharp.But now, the illness had taken a toll on him. He had shrunk, and his hair had gone gray overnight.Fermin stood behind her, watching with pain.In fact, Bert had been ill for a while now. He had been grooming Fermin for years.But once he'd caught wind of Fermin's plans, Bert would rather kill him and trash their legacy than let him join the Illuminati.Fermin knew this day was coming. Liza didn't. Bert never wanted her to.She froze, feeling like his hand had twitched. She stopped crying and spun to Fermin."Did you see it? Dad moved..." she exclaimed.Fermin clapped a hand over her mouth, a move that confused her.He shook his head, warning her off. She nodded fast, signaling she'd keep quiet.Fermin checked the door and eased his hand off. "Dad's fine. Let's head home, alright?"Liza glanced at Bert with reluctance but wiped her tears. "Okay.""Co
Drake's mouth hung open, but no words came out."I swapped the drug for saline," Juan said. "You're on your own tonight. You've only had one dose, so there might still be a chance. If you don't wanna die here, suck it up. Don't let Kale die for nothing."Juan dropped that and left the room.Drake slumped on the bed. Old memories came flooding back, from their first meeting to their camaraderie. They had been through thick and thin together.If it hadn't been for him, Kale wouldn't have been dead....In the hospital, Liza kept watch outside the ICU where Bert lay.Two black-suited guards blocked the door. Even after surgery, they wouldn't let her in."When can I see him?" she asked, clenching her fists.The guards stood like statues, ignoring her."That's my dad," she shouted, pounding their chests. "I need to be with him. Move. Get out of my way.""Stop it." Fermin strode up, grabbing her swinging fist. "You're an Eaton. Act like it."He turned and slapped a guard hard. "Y
Juan arrived at a villa on Seamar City's outskirts. It was where Drake was locked up.It was pitch black in the room, with only a bed. The windows were nailed shut.The moment Drake handed over the stone, he'd guessed his fate. The Illuminati had rules for traitors: the blessing ritual.But that "blessing" was just injecting their latest drug into turncoats. They would be used as free guinea pigs. Death was the best outcome. Surviving meant real torture.It didn't hurt. Rather, it felt like heaven. That was why they called it a blessing."When did they shoot you up with that stuff?" Juan asked.Drake leaned back on the bed, nonchalant. "I gave them the stone. It doesn't matter to you. Just give me the drug."By night, he was a mess.The stuff could ease the pain for an hour. Then hell would kick in. Once the cravings hit, it felt like ants gnawing his bones.The pain wired into his nerves. At its worst, he'd bash the wall, tempted to bite his tongue off.He couldn't leave wit
To the bishop, Debra and her crew were small fry.A hundred years ago, the Four Great Families might've been untouchable. But now? Their roots were shaky.The Illuminati, on the other hand, had grown unstoppable.For the stone, he'd see them and let them feel the Illuminati's might. It was something callows like them couldn't touch."Tell them I pick the time and place," he said. "Get the stone ready. If it's fake, they'll get the harshest punishment from God.""Yes, Master," Michael replied, turning to leave.Lara stood up to protest, "I'm against this. We should take the chance to wipe them out and take their assets."In her mind, the four families were nothing. When they could snatch what they wanted, there was no need for deals or games."God spares all," the bishop muttered. "I'll give them a shot to live. If they bow, why kill them?"Lara fell silent, but Frederic stepped out of the shadows. He asked, "What about the stone Drake gave us?""Only one of the two stones is
Night settled in deep.Debra and the crew were still waiting for Michael's reply."Still nothing? They don't buy it, do they?" Erica paced, antsy."Give it time. They'll bite," Debra said, clutching her phone.She had promised Kale she would bring Drake back. No breaking that.A text finally pinged her phone. It was Michael.Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Like Debra said, the Illuminati couldn't rule out her having the real stone.If theirs was fake, Michael and his crew couldn't afford the fallout."Marion, it's on you now," Debra said.The Houston family had military muscle on tap. The Potter family owned elite guards and intel. Erica and Randy were solid backups.But this meeting? Debra had to go herself."Does it have to be now? Maybe wait till you're healed?" Erica said.Debra shook her head. "Drake is at risk every day he's with them. I can't take that chance. Just like they can't risk us holding the stone.""She's right," Randy jumped in. "Drag this out, and who