His Devious Rule



Alvin was heading in the direction of Garnet township while studying the map with Rob and putting down the plan that would be safe for Anya. 

However, it was completely useless when they had no way inside the Garnet and the situation Anya was in. Their forced entry could hurt Anya. Even if they manage to reach Anya, she will be worried sick for their safety.

After a course of distance, Rob unawarely glanced at the car parked aside on the highway. As their car sped on the road, his brows creased and tugged tightly. 

He turned to Alvin feeling his heart beating loudly in his chest. He swallowed hard thinking of worse. He clearly understood the meaning of a secret mission and the dangers involved in it.

Alvin turned to Rob, feeling his eyes on him. He raised his brows in question and Rob pointed him to look outside. 

Alvin's eyes brushed over the car that was parked aside. There was nothing special to see other than the polluted lake. He turned back to Rob and followed Rob's line of sight on the other side of the car. He saw another car parked on the other side of the highway.

Alvin's back stiffened looking at the cars parked on either side at a large course of distance on their way towards Garnet township. He hoped it was a coincidence because he didn't want to believe what he was thinking. 

Were those cars guarding the area towards the Garnet? 

Watching the cars at regular intervals, Alvin and Rob had to believe what they discerned. If Anya manages to capture Miles and take control of Garnet, she won't be able to leave the city. 

Alvin felt his heart thunder in his chest. He truly didn't understand the depth of the secret mission just because he learned about her previous mission, and went on small tasks involving it.

He was with her on the PSR ship, but now?

From the looks, Miles had learned well about Anya Owen being the special cop. Else Miles wouldn't have prepared an army against a woman.

For Alvin, she isn't any woman or cop, his Little Donut who innocently smiles, his Goofball who is a dummy, his wife who nestles in his arms and lazes on his bed.

Instead of fear, Alvin's gaze turned murderous. Miles Johnson didn't underestimate Anya but Alvin. He might be settled in Narnia, and he might have branches all over the world but the Countries S, E, and F are his grounds.

When Miles was holding the illegal weapons, Alvin held legally armed guards for the safety of the museums and the archaeological site. In comparison, he had no such power in Narnia, yet.

He dismissed all the plans they made so far and came up with a new one, "Shift the crown from the secret house to the museum." His cold voice rang in the car. 

Rob was about to retort but a faint gasp slipped his lips. The crown Alvin spoke about was the artifact they excavated the previous year. The heavily studded priceless crown resembled the crown belonging to the great ruler of country F.

There were many stories behind the fall of the ruler. The replica of the crown was under the custody of a family who claimed to be royal and held large political power. Thus when Aaron's team found the real crown, the royal family was dethroned. 

If they transport the crown, they will get heavy security from the administration and the information about it will be highly confidential to avoid any kind of attack to steal it. But in reality, Alvin wanted that security to escort his wife.

Rob was ready to misuse the resources for Anya's safety and arrange for security. But their timing has to be important. He voiced his question, "How will we know when young madam exits the Garnet?"

When they transport the crown under security, all those people might end up entering the Garnet. Instead of helping, they might end up increasing the difficulties for Anya.

External activities could protect her or risk her life. However, Alvin couldn't just sit when people were on their toes to kill his wife. How he wished he could talk to Anya.

Nevertheless, Alvin confidently commanded, "Begin the preparation." 

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At Garnet Township,

Getting off the car, Miles Johnson merely glanced at the two frames sitting up in a car. He entered the gates with an ugly frown and dark face. 

He couldn't believe he was spending so much money on just two students. But he has to reach his target. He questioned solemnly, "Anything suspicious?"

The three men followed Miles Johnson as one of them reported, "Nothing so far. No one has followed us and we have verified the passengers of the flight." However, they didn't verify Emma aka Anya in disguise, and the previous flight passengers. 

Even with all the proof he was receiving to prove Anya and Alvin in Narnia, Miles just couldn't drop his guard down whatsoever. He was alert as if Anya might pop out of nowhere and snicker on his face.

He had almost canceled his plan to send one of his men as a proxy. But his suspicious actions will lose him the next deal. He couldn't afford to disappoint the clients. 

Miles stepped inside the villa, signaling his men to bring the two students inside.

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In the car,

Anya poured the drinking water on her scarf and soaked it. She pressed the wet scarf on Jackson's face to wake him up quickly.

She could only take action if Jackson hides behind her without getting into the hands of other men. 

The cold woke Jackson up with a headache and grogginess. He groaned but jerked up suddenly when he recalled the white gas filling the car.

Looking at the girl trying to sit, he quickly pulled her up, "Emma…" His fear-filled voice was louder than necessary.

Anya quickly shushed him in a low voice as her eyes brushed around the surroundings, "Shhh…. Listen to me carefully."

She saw the abandoned township covered in a layer of black dust. The men were standing at some distance and looking around cautiously.

Jackson's back stiffened. Why did Emma's voice sound so clear and also different?

He saw her shoving the wet scarf onto her jacket. He couldn't help but say, "You will catch a cold again."

Anya ignored his words. She didn't wet the scarf just to wake up the boy. She was preparing her weapons. "Jackson, we need to get out of these smartly." Screaming, crying, and running would land them in more trouble.

"We can't fight so many people. If there is an attack, stay behind me and hear my words. The delay could put you in danger. So don't be scared and focus on keeping yourself safe. You get that?"

Jackson stared at her without believing his ears. She was the same clueless, confused girl. He should be the one helping her out of the mess.

He was about to speak, and the doors of the car opened. Men on either side grabbed their arms and pulled them out forcefully. 

Jackson shrugged the man and pulled the cowering frame towards him. "Who are you all?"

Anya: "..."

The burly man pushed Jackson by pressing his handgun on his arms. He warned Jackson, "You punk, just do as we say. Go inside."

Anya ignored how Jackson was trying to protect her. She cautiously pressed the belt which had GPS and a camera. She saw two foreign men being followed by a few more men after alighting the expensive cars.

Then the two entered the luxurious villa which was squeaky clean and completely furnished unlike how the twoship looked from outside. 

Anya's eyes were brushing from one corner to another, counting the men, judging the weapon, the direction of stairs, the place for Jackson to hide, and the rooms.

[Spotted Miles Johnson] Dot's voice sounded in her ear and her eyes fell on Miles who was sitting and crossing his leg with a glass of whiskey in his hand and narrowing his eyes on her.

He signaled the man who was standing close to the two, "Show her face."

Anya and Dot: "..."