NovelEnglishMerlin, seated in his wheelchair, maintained a serene demeanor.
After his own questioning, he wheeled over to Hannah.
Officer Stevenson, rolling up his sleeves, waved his hat to generate a breeze. "It's hard to fathom the amount of trouble you all stir up just by coming here.
This isn't my district, but after briefing them on your situation, support is on its way. I've had the tech team check the last known signal location on the island.
It was 10 kilometers from its sea level.
They've scoured the area but found nothing out of the ordinary.
I guess they've mapped out an escape route already.
Since they've allowed you all to return, it seems they aren't planning to strike this time.
Hannah and Bryson exchanged glances.
Clearly, neither was inclined to sit back idly.
Otherwise, they wouldn't have attempted to confront Coen.
Perhaps they feared that engaging with such a large group would only escalate their troubles.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtYet, these were mere speculations.
Hannah chose not to disclose these thoughts to Officer Stevenson.
Instead, she advised, “It might be wise to have your team monitor Coen closely.
" "Don't worry," Officer Stevenson reassured her.
"We're still looking into his other involvements.
Someone anonymously submitted evidence against him.
He'll face charges once he's medically cleared.
" As they were discussing, Merlin's voice unexpectedly cut in.
"Miss Moore, I shall take my leave now.
Please, do not forget our agreement.
" Turning to Merlin, Hannah noticed his confident, unwavering smile.
"I remember," she acknowledged with a nod.
With a final smile at the group, Merlin was escorted away by a bodyguard.
Once they were a distance away, the bodyguard voiced his concerns anxiously, "Mr.
Garza, things have taken a serious turn.
Your father is aware now.
He was incensed to learn that Hannah was on the sship.
He demands you return and speak with him immediately.
" Seated calmly in his wheelchair, Merlin responded, “No, just inform him that I'm too shaken up and need a few days to recuperate.
" "Buta" "What's wrong? Is he going to kill me?" Merlin inquired in a hushed tone.
"Remember, you're on my payroll.
Are you going to spill everything to my father about what went down on the island these past few days?" The bodyguard felt a cold shiver run through him as he tightened his grip on the wheelchair.
"I would never betray you, Mr.
Garza! The incidents on the ship were severe, but I kept them under wraps.
" A smile played on Merlin's lips.
"Why so tense? I'm merely making inquiries.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI'm aware of your Loyalty, but I'm counting on you not to disappoint me.
" Merlin's gaze grew icy.
"I'll handle my father.
"Understood, Mr.
Garza.
"
Meanwhile, after a round of m questioning, Officer Stevenson declared "Alright, you're free to go back and await further updates. I'll keep you posted on any developments here.
Oh, and one more thing!" Officer Stevenson's expression turned serious.
"You need to be careful.
I'm worried someone might target you for revenge soon.
Callright away if anything happens.
We can't guard you around the clock, and it's best if you stay indoors ve m upless necessary.
After that, Officer Stevenson and the other officers were preparing tom board a boat to the island to investigate the situation. As Hannah and the others were about to depart, Atticus approached.
"Miss Moore, Mr.
Mitchell!"
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