No Longer Lovesick After a Memory Loss

Moonblade felt a deep pang of sadness, as though the man she idolized had completely ignored her.

However, Jamie noticed her gaze and smirked without saying anything.

Soon, their convoy in a grand departure.

On a quiet country road, dozens of people lay scattered about. This village had received official approval for reconstruction, and its residents had been relocated to a distant town. In the dead of night, the road was deserted, with only moonlight illuminating the figures on the ground.

At dawn, a pickup truck appeared on the road, carrying several young people who chatted and laughed.

“This camping trip is gonna be a blast. I heard there might be wolves up in Mount Lanpo by the river. Can’t wait to find out,” the girl in the backseat giggled.

As they chatted, the car suddenly stopped.

“What’s going on?” someone asked.

The young man at the wheel panicked and pointed ahead. Only then did everyone notice a dozen cars. parked on the road.

Even more horrifying, next to these cars were dozens of bodies scattered on the ground. The scene was spine-chilling on this remote country road.

“What the heck is happening?”

“Should we call the police?”

bad. Did we stumble upon a crime

of the car, surveyed the area, and reached for his phone. “We better call

he glared in the direction the convoy had departed. After

shit, the dead are coming back to life!” one of the boys exclaimed.

turned his attention to the youngsters in the pickup truck. “Mind your own business and leave this place,” he said with a cold, eerie

hopped into the

Brisa, and it didn’t take long for her to recall everything.

up. Frey has already been taken by

to go after them!” she replied

chase them now? They left hours ago.” He knew those people could have easily arranged for transportation, maybe even a helicopter. Several hours were enough for them to take Freya to Florin or even abroad. He clenched his

and his team, evidenced by their unnoticed stay in Caltun. Unfortunately, they

me, those people wouldn’t have taken Freya. They used

now,” Inken suggested. They split up, rousing everyone they had. brought along. He

noticed his leg wounds had been treated and bandaged. He clenched his teeth. “Those people did this

said, “They

clawed at the ground in anger. He couldn’t let his brother’s killer escape, yet the bandaged wounds

brow, sensing something was amiss about the previous day’s events. If the other party had used tranquilizer bullets to delay them and prevent them from contacting more people, including Radley’s associates, then why spare their lives? Were they afraid Freya wouldn’t reveal the book’s location? In that case, they should have used

Michael up, urging, “Don’t destroy your hands like

next move?” Michael asked, blood dripping

distance. “We need to gather all our manpower and

o’clock in the morning. Radley sat restlessly in a conference room, listening to executives reporting their work. After the meeting, he walked