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He was one of Fitch’s people. He’d shown up because he couldn't reach Fitch; thus he ended up knocking on Maja's door.

"Ms. Pennyfeather, you might not be aware, but when someone in politics screws up, their place of detention is not your run-of-the-mill cell. Bernard's rivals are looking to take him down, so as soon as they got wind that Queena might have been swapped over, they've been on this case like bloodhounds. But the trail led to Mr. Raymond, and the evidence is ironclad. They've found Queena's ashes."

Found them? If Bernard was planning on using Queena to control Ian, she would need to be alive, wouldn't she? Now they're saying they found her ashes? What in the world was going on?

"Are we certain those ashes are hers?"

"Positive. The task force has verified it, and Queena left a suicide note that mentioned Mr. Raymond. Now, with Mr. Raymond locked up, and Bernard facing dismissal, there's no higher-ups left to throw Mr. Raymond a lifeline."

When self-interest was at stake, everyone had their own agenda. And Bernard, having been in power for so many years, had barely made a misstep - except for that time he let Ian whisk Patric away.

Now that there was a chance to oust him, who would want to let that opportunity slip by?

Maja's face grew stern. The whole point of having Fitch release Queena was to keep tabs on Bernard's actions. But this boomerang had come back to hit Ian instead. It seemed Bernard had anticipated this move and had set Ian up to take the fall.

Now with Ian in a coma, was he really going to be carted off to prison unconscious?

"Who's in charge of Ian's transfer?"

"It's Rachel from the task force. Ms. Pennyfeather, she's a tough nut to crack and is notorious for not giving two hoots about anyone's reputation."

Maja rubbed her temples and wasted no time in getting Rachel's number. When Rachel picked up the call and heard it was about Ian, the corner of her mouth curled up in scorn.

"You're asking about Ian Raymond, the CEO of the Raymond Corporation? The same guy who caused my mentor deprived of his position?"

The venom in her last words was palpable; it was clear she had a bone to pick with Ian.

Only then did Maja realize Rachel was a former student of Bernard's and held him in high regard.

Rachel rudely hung up the phone and even blocked Maja's number.

Maja stared at the now dark screen, her mind a tangled mess. She glanced at Beck and Dylan sitting on the couch, wanting to ask something, but not knowing where to even begin.

Dylan was sifting through a pile of documents, spreading them out with his slender fingers, "Let's not panic just yet. Let's comb through the details carefully. We might have missed something."

With the stakes so high, how could Maja not be anxious? And she was pregnant; any emotional upheaval could easily lead to nausea.

She took a sip of warm water, her complexion pale. But as Dylan flipped through the documents, his finger paused on one.

"Is it possible that Bernard wasn't trying to use Ian to resurrect his son, but rather to use Fitch?"

Maja's eyelashes fluttered. She had assumed Bernard was after Ian's body because of his persistent targeting.

But now, with Fitch going to that place and no word from him, could it be that Bernard's sights had never been set on Ian, but on Fitch all along?

If that was the case, what was his reason for taking Ian? Her lips pressed together as she watched Dylan stand up to pour her another glass of water. Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.

"Take it easy. The more chaotic it gets, the more we need to stay calm."