Chapter 707

In the meeting room, the meeting was conducted using holographic projections. The heads of the Bailey, the Quinnel, the Sproson, the Langford, and the Xander families gathered for the meeting. "Jackson, why have you gathered us? It's so late. Shouldn't you be asleep at this hour?" asked Henry Bailey, the head of the Bailey family, with a yawn. "This is terrible," said Jackson. His voice was gruff, and it made all the other people in the meeting snap wide awake. Their expressions turned grim, and they asked, "What's wrong?" "There was a massacre in the slums at the northwest border. Someone took Daphne," said Jackson. "What?" all the other men exclaimed in unison. "Did you find out who was behind it?" Henry asked. He was the most worried among them all, and they could see that his face was taut with anxiety. "No." Jackson shook his head. "How did this happen?" the others balled their hands into fists as dread and worry filled their minds. "Any guesses, Jackson?" someo