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Greta sounded excited. “Hmmm…: Mark just hummed. He was still thinking about his next move like all his moves were all for the win. Careful and sure. “We will see, Greta. We will see… but first, let us get you out there.” Mark said firmly as his eyes bore into the white plain wall in front of him as his memory brought him back to where he met Greta. When he went away from the mansion, he lived in the street. Since he was thin and small, he was always bullied by a gang of street kids until a fat girl stood up for him.

she said as she grabbed my hand. “Do you have the option, you have to go and live at Mark's place. Do you want people to question what you guys have” I shook my head “you see if your mom asks you why you do not want to go, what will you say” I did not think of that. “ just go, live there. Just avoid Mark at all cost” l nodded my head in agreement. MARK'S PROVO I paced up and down. “How did she know” I snapped my head to my assistant. He sat there like a zombie.

At that same moment, inside Ethan's luxurious office in the capital. "Mr. Ethan! We've successfully tapped Mark's phone, and the coordinates came through immediately!" Rick exclaimed, rushing into the room without knocking. He placed a tablet on the desk with trembling hands. "The system connected just a few minutes ago, and Mark's phone is no longer in the capital. We can see from here that they're in the western coastal region now!" Ethan immediately snatched up the tablet. The moment he saw the red dot blinking steadily on the map, his anger exploded. His face instantly turned crimson.

"I am going to do that but first of all I need to know where to find him," "He is at the branch in California, I thought you knew that?" "I do, but I don't know where he lives," He responded. "Oh, that's easy," Mark said and got on the phone, he spent a little over ten minutes talking to someone over the phone. "I sent you the address, check your phone," He said and Liam brought out his phone." "Thank you so much, Mark, you are the best," "I agree, so better get that man back," He said.

Mark commented as he walked past with an empty plate. Jade just looked at him and said, “You must have been very hungry!” Mark nodded his head, “Yep, I was waiting for you to come up and disturb me.” Jade handed his plate over to Mark as he returned and saw the bright smile on Mark’s face. He shook his head and picked up the documents then he got up and made his way home. Sitting down on his bed, he looked at the address on the document and frowned, his home was in the vomit of Londen but why?

I asked, growing increasingly more concerned. "We don't know what happened, but Chase found them. Agent Marks was found dead at the scene." "WHAT?!" I unknowingly shouted, altering Jessica and waking Maverick from his sleep. Maverick began to cry, and Jessica picked him up, holding him in a tight hug. She looked over at me, but I didn't miss the concerned expression on her face. I could tell that she knew that something was wrong, and was desperate to find out what had happened. I switched the phone over to speaker phone, knowing that Jessica desperately wanted to know what had happened. Thankfully, Maverick was too young to understand what was going on.

I lay weakly on the floor of my office; the mural above gradually blurred before my eyes, and I closed them. Upon reopening my eyes, I found myself in a world of chaos. Numerous shimmering masses of light floated around me, and at the edge of my vision, I discerned a glowing figure. Drawing nearer, I realized it resembled a humanoid. Countless balls of light emanated from her body, and inexplicably, I felt a strange familiarity whenever I looked at her. "Caitlyn!" Finally, a renewed connection between Caitlyn and me. Through the mark I left on her body, I could feel the torment she was enduring. She struggled in an empty space, eyes tightly shut, while waves of sadness, grief, and pain engul

“She’s all I have left. And I will burn the world if anyone tries to touch her again.” Mark’s gaze didn’t waver as he turned fully toward Indiana, his arms crossing over his chest, voice calm—but edged with warning. “First,” he said, “you have to talk to her about her father. Our team already moved. Malcolm’s network should known it by now.” Indiana’s lips parted, but no sound came out. Her eyes flickered toward Monica’s still form again. “I know,” she finally whispered. “Then act like it,” Mark pressed.

Then, she arranged for Curtis' hospital transfer before looking for Kendrick to learn more about Mark's whereabouts. "There's still no news." Kendrick sounded a little annoyed. "How has he vanished from the face of the earth?" "He's from Emerald Group. Countersurveillance is a basic survival skill. Mark is a Principal. He has surely encountered people stalking him much more than you." Yvonne leaned back with the phone on her ear. She consoled Kendrick, saying, "Don't be too anxious. If you lock the city down, Mark can't escape, right?" "You're right." Kendrick rubbed his temple. "Don't worry. I won't let Mark get away."