When Drew received the news, he had just returned to the city where his organization was based. He did not even report to work yet.

Instead, he caught the earliest red-eye flight back to Savrow.

The moment he stepped out of the airport terminal, a row of black luxury sedans awaited him at the entrance.

Justin and Ian stood in front of the lead car, having waited for some time. The cold, biting wind of the winter night blew by, tousling their hair.

Their gazes locked and the oppressive atmosphere was thick with hostility.

Drew had a crazed, murderous look on his face.

"Drew, get in. We need to talk," Justin said in a low voice, his gaze steady and intense.

Drew's once clear and sharp eyes were now bloodshot. "I'm going to find my wife."

"That's exactly why I'm here. Get in. Let's talk," Justin turned, his voice carrying an unshakable weight. "You won't find her by rushing in blindly. You know that, right?"

contain the fury

dim and

have been directly connected to Justin, but the memory of the girl who had once fought

I went to the site where Yvonne disappeared and found traces

Justin could finish, Drew erupted in fury, slamming his fists against

whole body trembled uncontrollably, veins bulging on his forehead as sweat

Justin said firmly, gripping Drew's

who did it?" Drew's voice was hoarse, his blood boiling as though it might burst from

hesitated briefly-only a few seconds,

regarding that horrifying human drug experiment in Savrow. When she left the place, she was

site. Since Yvonne had worked near Christopher and indirectly interacted with

blast, yet the atmosphere inside felt as frigid

kill them both of them." Drew turned his bloodshot eyes toward Justin, his voice like a blade scraping through stone.

Justin met his gaze directly, enunciating each word.

your useless

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