Jeffrey, a guard at the Kintner survival camp, couldn’t make sense of the situation.

For hours, Elliot hadn’t come downstairs. Even when the search party was due to return, he hadn’t shown up—a first.

He had heard that a single intruder, a woman, had been locked in one of the rooms.

“She was supposedly stunningly beautiful. No wonder he hasn’t come down.”

“You didn’t recognize her? That’s Cherry Sinclair. The famous heiress from the capital.”

“I overheard someone say she used to be a partner of Mr. El’s. An ex-partner.”

“What? You’re saying she’s his ex-lover?”

Jeffrey stood in the lobby, half-listening to the guards’ idle chatter.

At that moment, one of the search party members stumbled through the hotel lobby doors. The guards turned to him, puzzled.

“What happened to Johan and Tid?”

The man shook his head, his face pale. He was the only one who had made it back alive.

As he collapsed to the floor, his bag fell open, spilling its contents: white powder and what appeared to be herbs.

“What’s that?” Jeffrey asked, but the man sat frozen, unresponsive. Another guard standing nearby repeated the question, annoyed.@@novelbin@@

“Hey, what is that stuff?”

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