"Let''s go." Marion led Debra out of the church.

    The street outside was empty, with only their people searching for clues.

    "This church has been here for over a hundred years. It''s right in the city center, and during the day, it''s a busy spot and a culturalndmark," Debra mused. "I remember a few missing cases here. It caused quite a stir. Some people said this church was haunted by ghosts of those dead during the wars. Many paranormal investigators came for clues but left with nothing. Because it caused panic, they started locking down this street at night, and no vehicles were allowed in."

    "My people won''t make a mistake," Marion muttered. "This church has to be one of their hideouts. I don''t know how many more are there across the country."

    Debra started to think of those people at the Jovial Hotel. Their eyes were as cold as ice. The thought of them alone made her shiver.

    "I have an idea. Do you remember the hunter game I went through with Liza at the Jovial Hotel?"

    "I do."

    "I should have told you before, but the Lowe family has something like that too. In fact, they hold masquerade parties every month. I always thought they held these masked balls just to reel in the rich, but from a different angle, what they''re doing could be a form of ritual sacrifice. It feels a lot like the hunter game. Maybe the former head of the Lowe family was a member of this church. He was probably inspired by those sacrifices and started the games."

    Cathryn''s image shed across her mind.

    Cathryn had given all her wealth to Conrad for a chance to win. It didn''t make sense.

    Conrad, who had to bow to Drake, couldn''t possiblymand such a force.

    Debra always thought it was

    because of Jeffrey''s support. Now it

    looked like something much

    was

    at y. Content belon

    Marion read her mind and said, "Conrad is dead. The new head of the Sharp family is Lara."

    "Lara?" Debra muttered. "We might need to head to Orkgate."

    Drake

    trace disappeared without a

    only ones capable

    be those hidden behingofft

    pulling something like this off must

    scenes.

    They had to fly to Orkgate and try to find clues from the Sharp family.

    No time

    very niwaste. They set off that

    By the time theynded,

    the Sharp family''s driver was already there to pick them up.

    At the Sharp Mansion, the maid had prepared food.

    Lara came downstairs to wee them. It had been nearly half a year, and she looked much different. Her style and manners seemed much more refined. Her youthful innocence had been reced by maturity.