Chapter 657:
As her vision cleared, Freya's eyes darted across the scene.
Armed guards stood stationed nearby, and she quickly scanned her surroundings.
Only then did it hit her.
The entire island was crawling with Brendan's guards in black.
A chilling thought seized her.
Her friends must not come.
Brendan had deployed so many men across the island that even if her friends showed up, it wouldn't make a
damn bit of difference.
A small handful of them couldn't possibly take on hundreds of armed guards without being noticed. And knowing
Brendan—how he snapped at the slightest...
Loss—if he so much as saw one man go down, he’d strike back without hesitation. Freya couldn't risk that. The
fallout would be far too great.
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Without hesitation, she popped it into her mouth, bit down, and swallowed it whole.
There was no crushing it by hand, no smashing it on the rocks—it was too delicate. Any attempt to destroy it
openly would only alert Brendan. This was the only safe way.
Meanwhile, on Ellis’s end, he was in a car beside a friend—one clad in a military uniform.
They were in the middle of reviewing precautions when Ellis suddenly noticed something off.
The red dot on his watch—the one marking Freya's tracker—had vanished.
Immediately, Greta called. “Captain... why is Mina’s signal gone?”
They understood what it meant. Everyone else’s signals had vanished when they entered a zone with jammers,
but Mina’s was supposed to be advanced. It wasn’t supposed to be blocked by anything.
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“Return to Alerith,” Ellis ordered without a hint of doubt.
He was their former captain, and staying calm was second nature.
Still, the team hesitated. “Why?” they asked in unison.
“There's trouble on Butterfly Island. Without equipment, it’s too risky. Wait in Alerith.” Ellis’s voice was calm, but
his last words carried weight. “I'll bring Freya back.”
Freya wasn’t reckless.
She wouldn't have destroyed the tracker unless she believed the danger was far worse than anyone imagined.
That foolish girl. Without the signal, how could he even find her?
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“Let's go.”
Ellis’s palms were slick with sweat.
They were still thirty minutes out from Butterfly Island.
Thirty long minutes.