The police chief's words laid it out. Escaping was impossible."No worries," Debra said. "We don't even know who the real killer is, right?""True," he said. "We're still digging. But as a suspect, you'll have to sit tight for now."He waved his men over to grab her, then glanced at Troy and Ryan, who were still held down."Those two are your hostages," he said. "We need them for questioning. Let them go."Following Debra's orders, the guards released them.Troy grinned, thrilled that the bishop didn't ditch them. Ryan, on the other hand, was still suffering from the aftershock....In Seamar City, Jordan got the news from the guards.He shot up, yelling into the phone, "What did I tell you before you left for Orkgate? Her safety comes first. Why did you let the police take her?""Sir, we followed your orders," the guard replied. "But Mrs. Houston told us to stand down and head back.""Nonsense!" Jordan hung up, storming to Drake's room.He kicked the door open. Drake prote
"I'll handle it." Jordan turned to leave.Drake called after him, "Orkgate isn't your playground. Think the Potter name lets you run wild? Save it. You're not Andrew. You don't have juice."Andrew's weight was great enough, but Jordan was just a newbie propped up by the Potter family, not the other way around."No one's going," a voice interrupted. "I am."Juan stood at the door. Jordan's secretary scurried up. "Sir, Mr. Nichols said he's got a way to save Mrs. Houston, so I let him in.""You?" Jordan sneered. "Think you can do that?""Yes," Juan said, tossing a seal at them. "While I'm gone, help me run my company. I'll bring her back safe."He walked out, and Jordan reluctantly eyed the seal....In Orkgate prison, the warden shoved Debra inside. "Get in."The police chief strolled in, scolding him with feigned anger, "Don't be rude to the lady. If she gets hurt, can you handle the fallout?"The warden bowed and scraped. "My bad, Chief.""Cut the act," Debra said. "Someon
Debra had seen much of life, and the warden's big talk was pathetic.She crooked a finger at him, and he strutted in, fearless.Before he could get close, she grabbed his neck right at the sweet spot. One squeeze, and he'd be done.He froze. Guards outside moved to step in."I wouldn't," she warned. "My hand's got a mind of its own. If he dies, you're all screwed, right?""How dare you?" the warden hissed. "In here, you're my prisoner. Touch me, and you're screwed."Unfazed, she snapped his neck with a crisp crack.He dropped, eyes wide in shock. The guards outside freaked."She's nuts!" one yelled, aiming at her."Go ahead and shoot," she said, sitting on the bunk. "See if you live to see another day."She kicked the warden's body. "You see, I can off him, and your chief won't touch me. Mess with me, and you're next."The guards hesitated, spooked by her vibe. She wasn't just anyone. The chief's politeness proved it.But then again, a Seamar City hotshot meant squat in Ork
"Marion is here! It's really him!" a guard shouted.He strode in alone, boots clacking on the floor. The guards backed off, spooked. No one had warned them about this.His eyes were ice-cold. The guards swapped looks, swallowing hard.In Orkgate, Drake topped their fear list. Marion was a close second. An old deal had kept him out of the place until now. Seeing him up close, they froze."Mr. Houston..." one stammered."Scram," Marion said, barely sparing them a glance.They bolted, but he barked, "Stop."They halted, and he added, "Leave the keys."They dropped the keys and ran. Marion unlocked the cell, rushing to check on her."You okay?" he asked anxiously.Before she could answer, Lexie's voice cut in. "Mrs. Houston, are you all right? I've handled everyone outside. You're free to go."Marion murmured, "The Trennery family have connections here. You're safe now. I'll get you out."He grabbed her hand, but Debra didn't budge. "Miss Trennery and you get along so well.""
"I thought you forgave me," Marion said, voice low."Come on," Debra laughed. "I just used your crew to smack Fermin around. You said I could use them anytime, and you'd never care."His brow creased. She was baiting the Illuminati, painting a target on herself by claiming his forces. He wouldn't let her risk it."Starting today, my people are..." he began, but noises erupted outside.Black-clad mercenaries stormed the cell, fast and armed to the teeth.Lexie shrieked, paling. Debra was equally surprised.A masked man stepped in, tall in a black suit. A white mask hid all but deep eyes."Marion, I heard a lot about you," he rasped.Debra recognized that voice. It belonged to Frederic.He pinned a badge to his chest. "The name's Frederic, Illuminati core member. Pleasure meeting you."He snapped his fingers, and the mercenaries raised rifles.Lexie hid behind Marion, screaming, "Don't kill me."Debra's frown deepened. 'Core member? Since when?'"Think you can just walk her
"Well, tough luck," Debra said.A loud crash echoed outside. As the mercenaries flinched, she and Marion lunged at the ones flanking them.Erica and Randy burst in, their crew surrounding the stunned hired guns."Hands up!" Erica barked, aiming at Frederic. "Tell your goons to back off."He complied, annoyed but cool-headed.She glanced around and said, "Frederic, right? We're taking them away. Got a problem with that?""Guess you were ready for this," he snorted."No shit," Erica snapped, itching to clock him.Debra jumped. "Wait. Don't kill him."Erica blinked. "Why not? He's the bad guy.""He saved me once," Debra said, eyes on Frederic. "This evens it out.""Are you kidding?" Randy fumed. "Mercy at a time like this?"Debra tensed. "Next time, I won't."Erica grumbled but lowered her gun. Debra faced him. "You're free, but tell your Illuminati pals. The four families and Drake aren't done. We will fight them at all costs.""Respect your guts," Frederic said, signaling
Randy caught it, quickly switching gears. "So, you two were gonna take on all these mercenaries alone?""Yep. Two against the world." Debra nodded.She'd planned to bust out with Marion and join forces with their people outside.In her script, the Illuminati would nab her for murder, wait for Drake to come rescue her, cut her loose if he didn't show up, or try to recruit her.With the Four Great Families behind her, they'd want her alive, not dead. Even with Frederic's threats, Marion's presence kept her steady.Randy and Erica noticed Debra and Marion holding hands, and the vibe got awkward."Uh, this place is a dump," Randy said. "I'll have my guys clean up. Let's get out of here."Debra shook her head. "Not yet.""Why? Their backup is coming up.""Let's take Ryan and Troy with us.""Who?" Erica and Randy asked in unison, clueless.An hour later, they got back to the Lowe Mansion. Debra sat on the sofa."So, how does it feel? Quite the rollercoaster, huh?" she said, looki
"What'd you say?" Debra asked.They swapped looks. Ryan mumbled, "Said you beat us.""Y-You did kidnap us," he justified himself. "We just told the truth.""What's wrong with Orkgate?" Erica groaned. "That interrogation was rigged to lock you up.""Good thing we showed up," Randy fumed. "Or you'd be screwed.""I did hit some, but..." Debra eyed Ryan, "I didn't touch you, did I?""No, but you kidnapped me," he muttered."You can plot against me, but I can't fight back?" She stepped toward him.He flinched, yelping, "Help!""Shut it!" Erica kicked him in the chest, annoyed by his whining. "What now? Let them off?""What else?" Debra said. "Can't kill them."They were just dumb kids and not really Illuminati members."Wanna live?" she said. "It's not impossible. You said your club worships the Illuminati. Disband it and focus on your studies. I'll let this slide."Ryan looked stunned. "You'd really let us go?""Don't buy it," Troy said, glaring at Debra.She'd almost forgot
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
"What're you looking at?" Lara asked, stepping out and spotting Michael by the window."Debra says the stone Drake gave us is fake," he replied."What? No way." Drake shot up from his seat."Are you messing with us?" Lara's sharp gaze landed on him."No. Debra's talking nonsense," Drake insisted."We'll see," Michael said, unruffled.Debra was offering the stone on the condition of meeting with their leader. It fit her style."She thinks she can just waltz in and see our master?" Lara sneered."The stone's a big deal to him. I bet he'll agree," Michael replied, shutting his phone."Don't tell me you're sweet on Debra," she hissed. "You keep letting her off. Don't wanna kill her, huh?""Unlike you, I don't get off on killing," he countered. "If she's not in my way, why bother? You're out there slaughtering, just making enemies for the Illuminati. You're venting rather than serving.""You don't get it. I'm building fear for the Illuminati," she justified herself. "They need to
Oscar set down the receiver and threw his hands up. "I'm not resisting. Don't spook my staff," he said.Chace tried to step in, but Oscar's look stopped him.This incident was major. Almost half of Flesta's people had fallen victim.Everyone at the company, Chace included, got hauled in for questioning. As the head, Oscar was the main target.The line went dead, and Debra's heart sank."Those bastards," Randy cursed, "hitting us on both sides. No wonder the Illuminati has been quiet. They have been gunning for our partners.""They're smart," Debra said. "Can't take us head-on, so they go after our allies. They want everyone to see partnering with us as a dead end. If we let this slide, we're doomed eventually.""What should we do?" Erica stomped, fuming. "We just sit here and watch them pick off our friends one by one?""They're showing us what happens if we cross them. They want us to bow. The only way out is to flip the script and strike first.""Strike first? What does th
Seeing Debra's worried look, Marion said, "You should just focus on healing and leave the rest to us. We might not match the Illuminati, but they won't mess with us randomly here in Seamar City."The Four Great Families had ruled Seamar City for a century. Although the former heads had faded, the new generation was sharper and stronger. They could hold off the Illuminati's push.Debra's phone rang. It was Oscar calling."You free? I've got something to tell you," he said.Debra put it on the speaker. No one could guess the aim of his call.In Flesta, the Odom family's business was booming again. He should have been busy with work."What's up?" she asked."There's big trouble in Flesta," he replied. "We didn't want to bug you, but it's spiraling out of control. We're out of moves.""What happened?" She had a bad feeling.Oscar paused. "A new drug has popped up in Flesta. Tons of our staff got hooked, just like regular folks. The police are on it now. We checked our products and
Debra stared at the pendant.What had happened yesterday came flooding back.Kale was gone, and the fact hit her hard."It's my fault," she said in agony. "If he hadn't gone with me, he would have been alive.""Everyone makes their calls," Marion soothed her. "If there's blame, it's on the Illuminati. I was terrified, almost losing you.""I felt like you were nearby, so I wasn't afraid," she said, leaning into him. "They'll pay for hurting Drake and killing Kale. I'll make sure of it.""No matter what happens, we're in this together," he said.Exhaustion took over. She closed her eyes and drifted off.When she woke up, it was already noon the next day. Her injury kept her from moving much.Everyone gathered outside her bedroom. William came in to check on her."You're fine. Just change the dressings on time," he said, packing up his kit. "You guys can come in now."Debra adjusted her clothes and leaned against the headboard. "Sorry to trouble you.""We're in this together,"
William left quickly.Marion got up to lock the door and returned to the bedside.Sitting back into the chair, he switched on a dim lamp, making sure Debra would see him first thing if she woke up."Brother..." Debra mumbled.Marion leaned in. "I'm here."Her murmurs stopped, but her hands shot up, grasping at the air. "It's so dark. Save me."He grabbed her flailing hands right away. "Don't be scared. I'm right here."But she didn't calm down. She clutched his hand, her nails scratching at his skin. "Brother, save me," she murmured, feeling like she was trapped in a pitch-black hold.Cold seawater seemed to swallow her whole. The biting chill seeped into every crack of her body. The stench of the ocean made her gag.The water was up to her chin. She stood on tiptoes, desperate for a breath in that tiny space."Save me." Her eyes flew open.Familiar surroundings came into view. Her pupils darted until they landed on Marion. Her racing heart finally slowed."Marion?" Her v
Not long after, Marion came out with Debra.William nudged Erica and Randy. "Told you it would be soon.""How's she out here fresh after surgery?" Erica gawked.Debra was supposed to recover in the hospital, but seeing her unconscious form on the stretcher, Erica figured he had his reasons."Let's go back," Jordan chimed in. "The Potter Mansion's got a top-notch medical team. If we need gear, I'll grab it.""Yeah, hospitals suck anyway," Randy said. "Let's head back. It's freezing out here."They'd planned to grab food and head in, but Erica had made them wait so Marion could have more time with Debra. Now they were all sniffling."I'm... Achoo." William sneezed again, then bolted for the car. "I'm out of there. It's freaking cold."He had treated so many patients, but this was the first time he had fallen ill.Debra, still out cold, was loaded into the back. Marion stayed close, tending to her.By the time they reached the Potter Mansion, it was the middle of the night.Wil
William rubbed his eyes in disbelief.They had taken the emergency lane to the hospital, but Marion and the others arrived right behind their heels after going through a battle."We floored it. That's not the point," Erica replied.Marion and Jordan were already striding into the hospital.Randy grabbed Erica's arm. "Come on. Let's go.""Huh? William is still here." She was puzzled.Inside, the operating room's red light glowed.Marion arrived first. The hospital director greeted him, saying, "Mrs. Houston is in surgery now. Our top doctors have assessed her. The wound's been handled perfectly, and she is out of danger."Marion's face softened a bit. Erica heaved a sigh of relief. "Thank God. She's fine now."They'd been terrified seeing Debra collapse in a pool of blood."You're wiped out. Why don't you rest a bit?" Erica said, turning to Marion."I'll wait here," he replied, his eyes glued to the red light.Until it turned green, he couldn't rest his mind at ease."Well
Michael raised an eyebrow. "My plan never included you. Does our master know you snuck here from Orkgate? And you've got the nerve to question me?"Lara glared at him, her body aching from the burns. Her face twisted with anger."Take Miss Sharp back for treatment. It will take two hours to get back, so she'll have to tough it out," Michael ordered, unfazed.Before leaving with his crew, he lamented sanctimoniously, "Such a shame, ruining a pretty face like that."Lara clenched her fists, incandescent with rage....In the ambulance, Debra coughed up another mouthful of blood. It splattered right onto William's white coat."Aw." William almost griped about the mess, holding back only at the sight of her bad condition.He had to save her, no matter what. It was a promise he'd made to Andrew.He didn't even want to think about what would happen to him if Debra didn't make it today."Maybe another shot of painkiller? We've gotta get that bullet out fast," a medic suggested."Yo