NovelEnglishChapter 165: Kellan knew the situation had spiraled out of control, drawing the attention of the police.
However, even the officers felt they were facing a particularly tangled web.
The methods employed suggested the involvement of professional killers, and with the crunfolding overseas, the challenges of cross-border law enforcement loomed large.
On the other end of the line, a police officer carefully stated, Mr.
Lloyd, we hope youre ready for whats coming.
I understand.
Ill cooperate fully with any updates, Kellan replied, maintaining a steady tone.
His expression remained stern and unwavering.
Jim, watching him, wore a mask of pain mixed with helplessness.
Having raised Kellan, Jim knew his temperament well.
The more stoic Kellan appeared, the more resolute his lethal determination grew he was a force that could not be swayed.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSince Allison had entered the Lloyd familys orbit, Kellan had becless tempestuous and more measured.
But now, the shadows of vengeance danced in his eyes.
Kellan was never one to sit idle; he preferred to be the architect of his own fate.
He turned to Sherman with resolve.
Getinformation on Burned Islands, especially the Mafias hideouts.
Kellans mind spun with snippets from the Leswington language hed overheard.
It was apparent the assassins had mentioned Burned Islands, and he could easily deduce they were likely connected to the Mafia.
While he couldnt yet piece together Allisons connection to the assassins, he knew Burned Islands was where his brother had met his end.
Moreover, if not for Lorna, Allison wouldnt have fallen so easily into the clutches of danger. Kellan observed his subordinates stumbling over reports, each one more vague than the last. His simmering anger cast a shadow over the room, making everyone uneasy.
The Mafia actually hasnt been eradicated, he muttered, his gaze laser-focused on the clues. Just then, a notification pinged on his phone, halting his thoughts.
Seeing it was from Allison nearly made his heart stop.
But in an instant, her subsequent messages went dark, leaving him unable to reach her.
The last location she sent was Burned Islands! Without a second thought, Kellan hoisted himself out of his wheelchair, quickly changed, and slipped a tracker into his cufflink.
He turned to Sherman.
Allisons location might shift at any moment.
Shes in a remote area now, and I need to reach her before anything changes.
The address Allison had sent pointed to an abandoned factory on the southern stretch of Burned Islands, a place where law enforcement was already stretched thin and the economy was in tatters.
The area was a labyrinth of crumbling air-raid shelters, making any search a daunting task.
Sending reinforcements would only alert the enemy and complicate matters.
The best course of action was for Kellan to risk it himself, allowing others to follow the trackers trail.
When I arrive, you need to coordinate our men, arm them with firearms and explosives, and neutralize the killers before the police can intervene.
Shermans concern was palpable.
But Mr.
Lloyd, we cant be certain that Ms.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmClarke sent that message herself; it might be a trap to lure us into a snare.
If its dangerous, lettake the risk instead.
You dont have to Kellan raised his hand, cutting Sherman off mid-sentence.
The clock was ticking, and every second they delayed increased the threat to Alisdelayed threat to Allison. We cant afford to wait.
This is our only lead.
Even if it turns out to be a wild goose chase, I have to see it for myself this is what Nowe to Allison. His eyes darkened with chilling resolve.
Make sure you coordinate with the Ourmen ready to police and have our spring into action nearby. Protecting Allison is our top priority if those thugs decide to strike.
Sherman nodded.
Yes, Ill see it done.
Hed never witnessed this fierce side of Kellan before.
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