"If that’s the case, then they’ve been setting up this trap for a while and waiting for you to walk right into it.
This means we can’t go."
If both Dylan and Allen could see the problem, Suzy obviously could too.
But…
"I have to go. If I don’t, my brother could be in danger."
The whole point of mentioning her brother in the recording was to threaten her with him.
And there was no way she could ignore that, especially now that his wife was newly pregnant.
Just as she was deep in thought, her phone rang. It was Simon.
Suzy quickly answered. "Simon, are you okay?"
But it wasn’t Simon’s voice on the other end—it was Evangeline.
"Suzy? What’s wrong? You sound tense. Did something happen?"
Suzy forced herself to sound casual. "No, nothing. I just… missed my brother."
She used the excuse to shift the conversation. "But, Evangeline, did you call for something?"
"Last time, Simon asked me if I knew anything about that mysterious organization," Evangeline said over the line.
"I didn’t, but I did some digging… and there’s no such group operating within Xandria.
It might be a deliberate false lead—something they put out there just to throw you off."
At this point, it didn’t even matter if the organization was real or not.
What mattered was that whoever was behind this had set their sights on her brother and his wife.
Which meant, whether it was a trap or not, she had no choice but to walk straight into it.
With that thought, Suzy made up her mind.
"Evangeline, Simon’s been wanting to see Dad, right? Since you’re not in the best condition to travel, I’ll bring Dad over to visit you guys instead."
"No, Suzy, that’s not necessary!" Evangeline quickly objected.
"I’ve been feeling much better lately. I was actually planning to wait a couple more days and see if I improved even more before heading back with Simon.
“Dad’s not young anymore. Don’t make him go through all that trouble. We’ll come back to see you instead."
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