Revenge After Death

"Stephanie, you've grown an interest in us, right? You're welcome to join us..."

Quinn lifted her hand toward the sunlight.

"Callum worked for Peter. He also supplied women to the Genome Society to be used as mothers. He deserved to die."

Callum trafficked women at ideal childbearing ages. He handed them to the Genome Society as test subjects for the genetic and embryo experiments. It was cruel.

"Everyone who died here wasn't innocent."

Quinn walked up to the wall and pressed a switch. Following that, the windows that were sealed with bricks shattered and let in a lot of sunlight.

Quinn smiled at me and said, "Stephanie, the game isn't over yet... The mastermind is still among you."

Then, Quinn turned around and jumped out the window. She disappeared into a car.

I stood by the window and looked outside, wondering where we were...

"Stephanie!"

Behind me, Michael held Yasmin and shouted at me.

I snapped back to my senses and ducked behind a wall, dodging the bullets fired from outside...

"Everybody get down! Get down!"

A group of mercenaries rushed in with guns. They gathered everyone together.

"Get down. Hands on your heads!"

I glanced at Steven and did as told.

Soon, the leader walked in and looked at the dying Yasmin.

"It was... Quinn Lloyd," Yasmin said hoarsely.

Quinn was the spy.

"She escaped. I saw her escape..."

The leader said to his subordinates, "Go after her."

They were mercenaries working for the Genome Society, and they all had the same tattoo behind their ears.

"Take them away!"

Amidst the chaos, we were pushed to leave the ruined building.

"Take him. He's not dead."

Zion and Eason insisted on carrying Taylor, whose breath and vital signs

had

become weak. But he was still alive.

When I got outside the ruined building, I closed my eyes from the bright sunlight.

"Where is this?" Eason mumbled.

"Crime haven Myrindara, Loania, or... Cambrela?"

Eason gasped.

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There was a bustling market just outside the ruined building.

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As I stood among the bustling crowd, my ears began ringing.

My head started to throb.

When Quinn escaped, she said that the mastermind was still among us.

"Get in!"

The mercenaries were pushing us to get into the car.

I examined the rest of the group as my breath quickened.

Rachel, Eason, Joel, Zion, me, Steven, as well as the unconscious Taylor.

There was also Michael and Yasmin, who was taken away to receive treatment.

I scoffed.

I wondered who was the mastermind.