"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
The two boys listened with apprehension."No, please don't," Ryan freaked out, turning to Troy. "Just tell them. The Illuminati isn't really connected to us. They won't save us when shit hits the fan. Don't be dumb about this."Debra knew guys this age always dreamed of being the savior. But when life-and-death stakes hit, the flesh reacted first.Troy gritted his teeth. "The Illuminati is a great church that'll push humanity forward. I'll never betray my faith."Erica's patience ran out. "Waste no more time with this kid. His mind is messed up."It was like watching a delusional teenager raise the flag of an enemy nation, shouting for world peace."Faith? Do you even know what that means?" Debra stepped up to him. "Do you know how they hurt innocent people and how much damage they have done to society? A great church that'll advance humanity? That's just a lie they feed naïve kids like you. They tell you to kill, and you just do it? That's stupid.""A great church wouldn't make
"If I don't spell it out, they'll keep thinking they're the world's saviors, doing some grand service," Debra said. "I'll give you ten minutes to process everything I just said. If you don't talk after that, your brain's beyond saving. I'll hand you over to this guy here. He won't waste time talking you down like I have. When your flesh gets peeled off, you can see if your savior shows up."The answer was plain to see. No one was coming. The world was full of suffering people, and saviors never noticed them.Troy choked up. "About half a year ago, my family went bankrupt. My dad got sick. All the relatives and friends who used to be tight with us ghosted us. I had no choice but to work at a nightclub to make ends meet.""So, you were overseas back then?""Yeah. We weren't some big shots, but we had a decent-sized business. Life was good. My dad put me in one of the top schools. Then one day, he told me we were broke."His face twisted with bitterness. At the height of his teenage
Randy's jab lit a fire under Troy.He shot up, shouting, "No way! This has nothing to do with Miss Sharp. The Illuminati didn't ruin my family."He couldn't handle the truth."You take over," Debra said, turning to Marion.She'd talked herself dry and didn't want to waste another word.Marion stepped in. "Over the years, tons of companies that wouldn't join the Illuminati got taken out. When your family was falling apart, not one friend or relative stepped up. Why? As far as I know, your family had a solid reputation because you helped a lot of people. Plus, right after bankruptcy, your dad died of illness. You didn't suspect a thing?"Troy's mind flashed back. When his dad died, Lara was there at the hospital.In a white dress, she looked as pure as an angel. She was the only one who'd helped him in his darkest hour. There was no way she'd kill his dad.He couldn't speak, his throat clogged up. If this was true, then he had been serving his energy the whole time, even killing
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
"Miss, the fire's cut off the road," a guard reported.Lara looked around, understanding that Marion had scoped their escape route, lured them with gunfire, and set the trap.The strategy was simple but effective. The terrifying part was that he had planned it in no time and carried it out efficiently."Miss, what now?" the guard asked anxiously, looking at the roaring flames.Instead of throwing in more fuel, Marion led his crew to an open spot near water, so they could douse the fire later.The dense trees left no way out.Lara gritted her teeth, grabbed a guy, and shoved him forward, using him as a shield against the fire."Dying for me should make you proud," she said, ignoring his thrashing.He burned, reeking of charred flesh. She covered her nose, broke through, and tossed him aside. The rest couldn't escape, awaiting death.Burns scarred her body, but she didn't stop, ignoring the pain and the screams from behind her.Following the plan, Jordan's team prepared to kill
It all happened in a flash. Randy couldn't even tell how the shooting started."What're you doing? Hide!" Erica yelled.He jolted, quickly ducking behind a tree.This was life or death. Bullets didn't care who they hit. Taking cover was important.He peeked out and saw Erica charging ahead. It reminded him of their childhood.She had been Caleb's favorite, but he had thought her skills were just girly fluff.Now? The gap was glaring. She was a beast, and he was a chicken.Up ahead, Lara couldn't gauge how many were coming.A guy ran up, reporting their hidden crew got wiped by Marion. Unsure of the enemy's numbers, they held back.Lara's eyes narrowed. She believed that Marion's desperation was driven by Debra's death."He's courting death," she sneered. "I thought he was smart. Turns out he's so dumb."Turning to the messenger, she ordered, "Tell Michael's people to close in. We're boxing them up and wiping them out.""Miss, we can't.""What?""Mr. Austin's crew pulled o
"What? No," Erica yelled. "If Debra knew..." "She'd back us," Jordan said, knowing what Debra wanted.She couldn't avenge Kale, but they could. They might not crush the Illuminati, but they'd make them bleed."Take your guys and come with me," Marion said."They've lost it," Randy muttered.Erica sighed, "I've been itching to teach those clowns a lesson too. Like sewer rats, they only know how to hide behind masks and cloaks.""Don't be impulsive" Randy warned."I'm going," she insisted, yanking out her gun. "Might as well go nuts. Like is too short."Randy tensed up. "You serious?""Stay back and watch Debra if you're scared," she said. "Don't drag me down."She charged into the trees. Randy stared, feeling like the weak link."Fine. I'll show you tough," he growled, turning to a guard. "Give me your gun.""Uh, Mr. Osborne, you sure?" The guard hesitated."What, you think I can't handle it?" Randy smacked the guard's head. "I was popping off shots before you were born."
Debra suddenly hacked hard, spitting blood.Erica and Randy lit up. Jordan heaved a sigh of relief as she opened her eyes."Medical kit!" Marion snapped out of it first.William hustled over, gaping at the scene."Debra, hang in there," Erica babbled, rattled."She can't talk yet," William said, rushing to stop her bleeding.Blood poured from her chest, soaking her."You're safe now," Marion soothed her."I'm okay," she rasped.The pendant given by Kale had caught the bullet and saved her life.Tears slid down her face. She'd sworn her friends wouldn't get hurt, but Kale was gone."Don't just stand there. Help me out," William urged. "She has got an hour at most if you don't move."The pendant had dulled the shot, but it was just a stone. Her chest still took a hit even though the wound wasn't deep.Erica snapped back, and Jordan signaled for a stretcher."I've got her," Marion said, lifting her onto it.The group watched with heavy hearts.As she was carried off, Mario