By the time Elvis got the news, he had already returned to his unit’s base city. Without even checking in, he booked the next red-eye flight back home.
When he emerged from the airport terminal, his eyes bloodshot and an aura of cold fury radiating from him, a fleet of identical black luxury cars was waiting.
Thaddeus and Gordon were already standing by one of them.
The two men’s eyes met across the windswept tarmac as snowflakes danced in the air, whipping their dark hair around their faces.
An air of raw, ferocious energy surrounded Elvis.
“Elvis, get in the car. We need to talk,” Thaddeus said, his voice low, his gaze intense.
Elvis’s eyes, normally a clear black and white, were now blood-red. “I’m going to find my wife.”
“That’s why I’m here. Get in and let’s talk.” Thaddeus turned away, his voice laced with an unreadable emotion. “As desperate as you are right now, you can’t find her, can you?”
Elvis clenched his jaw, his eyes burning with crimson rage, and got into the car with him.
The interior was dark and oppressive.
Although Elsie wasn’t directly related to Thaddeus, the thought of the girl who had once fought alongside them and the memory of Evadne’s endless tears weighed heavily on his mind.
“Evadne and I went to the scene where Elsie disappeared. We found blood.”
Before Thaddeus could finish, Elvis let out a roar and began punching the car window over and over, his body trembling uncontrollably. Veins pulsed at his temples, slick with sweat.

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