Lydia pulled out her phone and shoved the surveillance video right under Ghost’s nose.
“Around eleven this morning, you moved a group of people. This boy—the one you hurt—where is he?”
Even though the camera was a bit far, you could see the blood all over Luke’s chest. It was that obvious.
Ghost glanced at the screen and his stomach twisted.
Why did it have to be him?
“I, uh, I don’t…”
“Don’t give me that. I’m taking him with me today, no matter what.”
Ghost was fuming, practically shaking, but he couldn’t make a scene with Ansel and Connor watching.
Ansel spoke up again. “Ghost, don’t make me repeat myself. Bring him out.”
Ghost stared at Ansel, completely thrown. Why was Ansel taking the outsiders’ side instead of sticking with his own people?
“Commander, some things just don’t go through me. I really don’t know where he is.”
Connor let out a cold laugh. “After the Terra Syndicate fell apart, your boss Falcon took over fast. You’re his right-hand man. I think finding one person shouldn’t be a problem for you.”
Ghost squinted, glaring at Connor. Clearly, they’d dug up everything about him.
Ansel added, “Ghost, sometimes you have to know when to back down.”
Ghost let out a strained laugh. “Commander, I really need to ask my boss about this. Give me five minutes. I’ll call him.”
Ansel paused, then nodded. “Fine. But tell him this for me—everyone here goes back today. If not, I’ll take all of you in instead.”
He looked at Ansel, trying to look helpless. “Commander, as soon as my boss heard you were here, he took it seriously. He said to do whatever you want, help however we can. But about the boy… he might’ve been put on the Aqua Dreamliner. We can’t reach them right now.”
The Aqua Dreamliner was one of Southeast Asia’s most famous luxury cruises. Everyone knew the kinds of wild entertainment it offered—stuff you wouldn’t even imagine.
Lydia’s eyes turned icy when she heard that. Her stare was so sharp, Ghost could barely look at her.
Honestly, her glare was terrifying.
“I don’t care how you do it. Contact that ship now. I want proof he’s safe, and I want it fast.” Lydia’s voice was cold, and she never took her eyes off him.
Ghost frowned. “The Aqua Dreamliner set sail hours ago. Once you’re on board, there’s no signal at all…”
Before he could finish, Lydia pulled out her gun and pressed it hard against his forehead.
“Do you really want to test me right now?”

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