Patrick smirked, feeling a surge of triumph as he slowly pushed away the dagger pressing against his chest.
"If you can't do it, then it looks like you're stuck here with me. Oh, right, Maja's pregnant. Poor thing. Your kid's gonna be born
without a dad, or might not even get the chance to be born, huh?"
The last words left his mouth with a mix of provocation and resignation gleaming in his eyes.
lan's fist connected with Patrick's face, leaving everyone clueless about Patrick's sudden bout of madness.
He had made a deal with K, but K was never going to let him off the hook.
Besides, if K decided to launch a blanket attack based on the tracker's location, Patrick would be dead too.
It was bizarre. Patrick, a man so fond of life, so determined to push Eric out completely and claim the body for himself, was now
acting recklessly.
lan's punch left Patrick's cheekbone swollen. He winced in pain but just licked his cheek with the tip of his tongue.
lan grabbed his collar again.
"Patrick, what the hell do you want?"
Was it Maja?
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtUnlikely. One can't hide love, and Patrick's feelings for Maja were anything but pure. His gaze towards her was complicated,
tangled.
Patrick didn't answer, his hair a bit too long, shadowing his eyes, casting a gloomy look.
lan took a deep breath and let him go.
He had to meet up with Dylan and Abner. With these forces as backup, he could leave Forbidden Island without trouble.
But the tracker on Patrick was a ticking tbomb, with K capable of ordering a indiscriminate bombing at any moment.
The car had been driving for a few minutes when suddenly, a sea of vehicles appeared ahead, accompanied by the sound of
gunfire.
lan pulled Maja into his arms and steered the car in another direction.
It was futile. As long as Patrick was with them, their location was compromised.
The sound of bullets cagain, the car windows now laced with cracks.
It was then Patrick spoke up.
"lan, with things like this, why don't you just ditch me? If you leavebehind, you and Maja could make a quick getaway, couldn't
you?"
It wasn't like him to be at a disadvantage.
lan ignored him, his phone ringing with Quentin on the line, providing a secret route out.
This was a path known only to Quentin, a secret escape route used by the masters of Forbidden Island.
Never disclosed to outsiders, once on this route, they would be safe from the land battles.
But from where lan was, that safety was three kilometers away.
With the car now useless due to a flat tire, they had to abandon it and dodge the surrounding bullets on foot.
lan carried Maja, not hesitating to move forward.
But after a few meters, he realized all the other bodyguards had followed, except for Patrick.
Patrick stood still, his eyes lost.
lan's temper flared without reason.
"What do you want?"
What did he want to finally comply, to properly care for Eric's body?
Patrick laughed, a desolate sound, at that moment.
A bad feeling crossed lan's mind as he heard Patrick ask.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Who am |, lan? Tell me, who am I?"
"This is not the tto lose it."
But Patrick turned around, clearly not intending to follow.
"Patrick!"
lan, holding Maja, called out sharply, wanting to persuade him.
Patrick just scoffed, "Let's not meet again. Seeing you two is nothing but an eyesore to me."
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