Jason nodded grimly. "Ms. Evadne, you wait here. I''ll go inside and see what I can find out."


    "No, don''t go in yet," Evadne said, shaking her head. "She knows you. If you run into her, it will only cause trouble. Let''s just watch and wait."


    ...


    Inside the prison, Alexia was personally received by the warden, who led her to the section for mentally ill inmates.


    "I''ve had him isted, just as you asked. He was causing some trouble a few days ago, even told awyer he needed legal aid. Can you believe the nerve? He must be really sick, right?" the warden said with a fawning, conspiratorial smile.


    "That''s normal for mental patients." Alexia stopped at a cell door, a cold smile ying on her lips as she heard a man''s pig-like squeals from within. She pulled a bank card from herb coat pocket and handed it to the warden. "This is for your recent trouble. You''ve earned it."


    The warden epted it with glee, bowing and scraping his thanks as he left.


    Alexia''s expression hardened as she pushed the door open.


    Inside the gray concrete cell, two orderlies were pinning a struggling man to a filthy cot. His hysterical screams made Alexia cover her ears. After a forced injection of a powerful sedative, he finally quieted down.


    Alexia clicked across the floor in her sharp heels, pulling on a surgical mask as she approached him.


    "Who... are... you?" the man managed to gasp.


    She looked down at him as if he were an insect. "I''m the prison doctor. You''re sick, and I''m here to treat you."


    The man''s eyes bulged with terror. "I''m... I''m not sick... I''m not crazy... I didn''t kill anyone... I''m innocent!"


    "Hah. Is anyone in here truly innocent?" Alexia took a syringe from her pocket and, without another word, swiftly and precisely injected the contents into the man''s vein.


    "Agh-!" The man''s mouth fell open in a silent scream, his eyes turning blood-red as his body convulsed.<fne4d2> Fresh chapters posted on find?novel</fne4d2>


    Alexia coolly instructed the orderlies, "Get an ambnce ready. An inmate is experiencing acute organ failure and needs to be transferred for medical parole."


    An entire hour passed, and Alexia still hadn''t emerged.


    A sense of unease settled over Evadne. She turned to Jason. "Goin now. Avoid Alexia. Just say that Mr. Gedric, thewyer who was herest time, sent you to see the inmate, John. Act natural."


    Jason gave her an "OK" sign, quickly got out of the car, and walked into the prison.


    About fifteen minutester, he returned, his expression one of utter shock. "Ms. Evadne, John isn''t there. They moved him."


    "Moved him? Who did?" Evadne sat up straight, stunned.


    "The guard wouldn''t say who, but he said John was transferred out on medical parole due to a sudden illness."


    Medical parole?


    Alexia, posing as a prison doctor, had just gone inside, and momentster the man who was crying foul y was gone. A ghost wouldn''t believe it was a coincidence.


    Evadne''s gaze grew heavy. "Alexia must have taken him out through the back


    entrance. To do it so quietly, she must have people on the inside."


    Jason scratched his head. "Did John really get sick? What are the odds?"


    "There are no pure coincidences in this world. It''s either a ripple effect or a deliberate act," Evadne said, her mind racing as she chewed on her. lip "John pleaded with Arnold to clear his name just a few days ago, and now Alexia has moved him. She''s obviously trying to shut him up. This means John is tangled up in something huge. We have to find him."