Chapter 202 The Tower's Unity, Huang's True Name

The salt-laced wind of the Andaman Sea was a harsh balm on their frayed nerves. They had found refuge on a small, privately owned island, a speck of granite and jungle that belonged to one of Alfred’s more discreet corporate assets. The escape from Myanmar had been a blur of adrenaline, blood, and the roar of a stolen speedboat engine. Now, in the deceptive quiet of a tropical night, the true weight of their situation settled upon Clement Vasquez. He sat on a rocky outcrop overlooking the...