Chapter 282: From Certain Death, New Life

The Maple Forest Society members all bowed their heads and answered in unison. "Yes, sir!" Abel waved his hand, signaling them to withdraw. The room soon held only him. His thin, withered fingers tapped soundlessly on the low table. After a moment, Abel took out his phone and dialed a number. A slightly tired middle-aged man's voice came through the receiver. "Hello? Who is this?" Abel said calmly, "Governor Winlow, it's me." There was a clear pause on the other end. "Oh… Mr. Abel. It's...