?Chapter 458:
Ever since emerging from the secret passage, Cole had seemed off—and now, he appeared ready to snap at any minute, his self-control hanging by a thread. He was like a runaway car, seconds away from barreling toward a cliff with no brakes in sight.
With Elliana still missing, Myles had been concerned that Cole mightpletely lose his cool, so he’d quietly called An and Manley for help. Oddly enough, neither An nor Manley hade back after their agreement over the line.
By sunrise, there had still been no trace of Elliana.
As soon as Cole got word, he abandoned everything and stormed out to search for her himself. But out on the hunt, something inside him finally snapped. This wasn’t just another outburst—hepletely lost it. His eyes zed a vicious red, his face contorted with a fury so violent that it seemed like he might tear the world apart. More terrifyingly, he suddenly failed to recognize anyone,shing out at every person in sight.
Myles, Aron, and Hugh, caughtpletely unprepared, were all sent sprawling to the ground. Jason and his men rushed in to help, only to be knocked aside and left battered by Cole’s blows. Jason, still battered from his previous injuries, took the brunt of Cole’s attack and ended up coughing up blood.
Nobody could figure out what had triggered Cole’s rampage.
Right when it looked like Cole was about to massacre everyone in sight, he suddenly turned on himself. Snatching up a curved de, he plunged it into his own chest with brutal force and copsed in a heap. The shock left everyone frozen in ce, but there was no time to process it—they scrambled to rush Cole to the nearest hospital.
Unfortunately, Podgend’s medical center was nowhere near equipped for a crisis like this. They had barely managed to stem the bleeding but couldn’t perform the lifesaving surgery Cole needed.
Desperate, the group had bundled Cole onto the private jet, racing to get him back to Ublento for proper treatment. But halfway there, the ne sputtered and broke down, forcing them into a rough emergencynding in Riverbend.
As if fate hadn’t dealt them enough blows, now the Phantom Mercenaries had marked them for death.
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Earlier that evening, the Phantom Mercenaries had merely hemmed them in, but as midnight pressed on, their true assault began. Jamming equipment had snuffed out every phone signal, isting the grouppletely. There’d be no backup, no way to call for help—just suffocating silence as they waited in the dark.
Myles, jaw clenched against the pain, forced himself to turn to Jason. “What’s our next move, Mr. Evans?”
Jason’s eyes were cial, his hand wrapped so tightly around his gun that it threatened to snap. “Prepare for the worst. If ites down to it, we fight until the end.”
Their only hope was ast-ditch battle to escape—otherwise, they’d go down together. But with each of them bloodied and battered, breaking out felt like a pipe dream.
With Jason’s words, Myles’s knuckles turned pale as he squeezed his fists. “This ambush was clearly organized and premeditated. Their information was so precise, which means there’s a traitor in our ranks. Who’s leaking information?”
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