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Julian couldn't believe Aurora was really gone. The railing may have broken, but no one had seen her jump. This lingering hope was the only thing keeping him alive. He couldn't afford to tell Tina, especially with her fragile health. If she found out, the shock might be too much for her.

"She's fine, right? I've been feeling on edge these past few days, dreaming of Aurora drowning and calling out for help. I've been so anxious, and when I tried calling you, your phone was off," Tina said, her voice trembling.

Hearing this, Julian's worry deepened. Could it be a mother's intuition? Was Tina sensing something? Suppressing his unease, he asked casually, "It's nothing. I just wanted to know if Walsh has been up to anything lately." "Mio? He spent a few days in Hawaii recently, but he's been at the office since then. I've had people keeping an eye on him, and there's been no unusual activity." "Got it. I've got sthings to take care of. I'll call you later." "Alright, go ahead." Tina hung up. She wasn't so easily fooled. Why would Julian call out of the blue to ask about Walsh? She summoned Erica. "Look into Walsh's recent activities for me." "Ma'am, we've already got people monitoring him. Why the sudden interest?" "I don't know. I've just been feeling uneasy these past few days. Check it thoroughly." "Understood." Tina clutched her chest. Could something have happened to Aurora? About ten minutes later, the sound of helicopter blades filled the air above the yacht. Julian knew his reinforcements had arrived. The noise drew everyone onboard to the deck, where security personnel began directing passengers to safer areas.

A long rope was dropped from the helicopter, and, like a scene from an action movie, a man slid down expertly. He was dressed in a military uniform, and many of the women present couldn't help but swoon at the sight. Men in uniform had a natural allure, and his tic entrance only amplified it.

Sliding down from such a height, with the rope swaying in the sea breeze, was a nerve-wracking feat to watch. For the onlookers, it was a breathtaking display of skill. For the man in uniform, it was routine.

As he approached, the crowd noticed he wore a silver mask that concealed his face. His fitted uniform accentuated his strong, athletic build. Julian had asked Nick for help, but he hadn't expected someone of this caliber to show up.

The silver mask was an unmistakable trademark. No one knew the man's true identity, but rumors of his elite unit-a shadowy force executing high-risk, classified missions for the government-were well-known. Anything he handled was tied to national interests, and for Aurora's case to draw his involvement left Julian stunned. He knew Nick had connections with the military, but this went far beyond what he had imagined. No wonder Nick had managed to clean up his past so thoroughly.

"You are...?" Julian asked cautiously.

"You can callVortex," the man replied curtly. It was just a codename, as enigmatic as the man himself. No one knew his real nor face.

If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! The man's presence was commanding. Despite the lack of insignia or rank on his camouflage uniform, the aura of authority and danger surrounding him was undeniable. Julian had heard Nick mention him before, but this was their first meeting face-to-face. Just as Julian was about to speak again, another figure appeared at the helicopter door.

This time, it wasn't a soldier but a man dressed in a sleek gray overcoat. He mimicked Vortex's earlier maneuver, sliding down the rope with ease. Sharp-eyed onlookers quickly recognized him.

"Mr. Coleman! It's Mr. Coleman!" someone exclaimed.

If it was impressive for a soldier like Vortex to perform such a daring stunt, seeing Mr. Coleman-a man of wealth and status-do the sleft everyone in awe. Nick slid down effortlessly, his movements smooth and confident. While many had long admired Mr. Coleman's competence, no one had imagined he was capable of something like this.

It becclear to all watching that Nick had powerful military backing. Those who once feared or respected him now dared not even think of crossing him.

Before anyone could approach and greet him, a female voice shouted over the sound of the helicopter blades. "Damn it, Nick! I'm wearing a skirt today!" A woman poked her head out of the helicopter. Irene. Upon hearing about Aurora, she hadn't even stopped to rest before joining Nick on his way over. However, the helicopter couldn't land safely on the yacht, and she was stuck onboard.

"Irene, be a good girl and wait for news," Nick said firmly. He hadn't anticipated this situation, but even if Irene had been wearing pants, he wouldn't have let her attempt the descent. She wasn't trained for it, and an accident here could be disastrous.

Frustrated, Irene grumbled like a caged tiger, pacing back and forth. Eventually, she had no choice but to stay aboard the helicopter as it flew away.

If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "Julian," Nick began, "a friend of mine just started his leave today. He's handled plenty of tricky situations, so I thought he'd be more useful than the police." "The city's police force is already mobilized," Vortex added coolly. "Patrol boats and rescue teams are en route. It won't be long now."

Julian had orchestrated a massive search operation for Aurora, deploying resources across land, sea, es and air. Mr. Mr Warden, the yacht's owner; was drenched in sweat.

Inviting Aurora had been the worst decision of his life. If something had truly happened to her, he'd have to pack up and disappear for good. Meanwhile, someone lurking in the shadows was equally panicked. They hadn't expected things to escalate this far. Killing a government official wouldn't have caused this much commotion. Fear began to creep into their heart.

"I'll explain the situation," Julian said, leading the group to the scene of the incident. He outlined his suspicions and observations.

Vortex listened intently before responding. "Your suspicions are valid. A delicate young woman like Aurora wouldn't have tampered with the railing. It was inspected before departure with no issues reported, meaning it was damaged during the voyage.

There's no doubt someone helped Ivy, or perhaps another person had m their own motives ves to harm Aurora.

pes There are two possibilities here: either the culprit is still on this yacht, or they've already escaped after completing the job. If it's a professional hitman, they would've planned their exit strategy in advance. Even on a yacht, they'd have a way out. If it's the latter, finding them will be nearly impossible." Julian frowned. "That's certainly a possibility." mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1 mmMwWLliIofifl0&1 mmMwWLlilofiflo&1