Chapter 1837: For you and me
The island’s cleanup was just as messy as the chaos itself. That task fell to everyone in the special joint operation with Homeland Security, the military, and other involved agencies.
The Shadow Order helped—but barely. They merely introduced themselves as residents of the island and were treated as victims, especially since hostages were involved. The Phantom Circle? They quietly slipped away, with Angel and Mark claiming they were part of the Prime Group’s elite forces.
The injured were quickly transported to the nearest hospital. There was one clinic on the island, but Granny Sybil informed them of a larger hospital on the neighboring island. So, all the wounded were temporarily taken there.
That included Hugo, Mint, Slater, and Zoren. They had survived, yes—but not without injuries, especially Hugo.
And while everyone was busy...
One man had a different agenda—escape.
Jonathan peeked over the tree he was hiding behind, eyes scanning the area as he took advantage of the commotion. Earlier, while locked in an underground cell, a fight had broken out. He played dead as two men wrestled just outside his cell.
When one man emerged victorious, the other barely managed to rise before charging back into battle. What the victor didn’t know was that Jonathan—captive and ignored—was watching.
Seizing the chance, Jonathan looted the corpse that had slumped near his cell and took his rifle. Luckily for him, the locks were old and rusted—evidence that the cells hadn’t been used in a long time. With some effort, he broke free and escaped the battlefield.
Now, hours later, Jonathan was sprinting through the woods, successfully avoiding detection.
As he reached the last treeline, his pace quickened. Breaking through the underbrush, he emerged onto a cliff.
"Hah..." he panted, dragging his feet to the edge.