Chapter 642

The door of the lead car swung open, and a commanding middle-aged man stepped out—it was Murphy himself. His sharp eyes scanned the area, and a cold sneer curled around his lips. "Evelyn, I know you're here. Stop wasting my time. Come out and surrender!" My eyes widened. Disbelief washed over me. How did he know I was here? Could it be that Priscilla had betrayed us? Instinctively, I turned to Priscilla. Suspicion flickered in my gaze. But Priscilla remained composed and met my eyes with unshaken calm. "Trust me, I didn't betray you. This has to be one of Murphy's tricks," she said firmly. Her expression was sincere. I hesitated, but I eventually chose to believe her. Now wasn't the time to doubt each other. The enemy was right in front of us, and we needed to act fast. Ethan leaned in closer, his tone grim as he whispered, "It's clear Murphy came prepared. This place isn't safe anymore. Maybe we should pull back and regroup." He kept his gaze fixed on me, worried I might