Chapter 603

There was a brief pause before Quentin's voice came through, heavy with gravity. "He's holding a large number of child laborers on a southern island. And these kids are more than just workers." "It seems like he's involved in something sinister. Those poor kids might all be his lab rats!" I said, my voice quivering, dreading that he'd confirm my worst nightmare. "That seems to be the case." Quentin sighed. "From what we've gathered, almost all the kids on that island are a thorn in Murphy's side—either children of his rivals or kids he's taken a personal interest in. It's a living hell for them. They might be better off dead." I shuddered violently, tears spilled down my cheeks as I thought of Zachary. My dear boy! How much had he suffered? I failed him—I couldn't keep him safe. "Quentin, we must get to the bottom of this, fast!" I whimpered through my sobs. "I get it," Quentin said gravely. "There's no time to waste. I've dispatched a team to the island. Once we gather enough pr