Chapter 1961

Marion stepped forward, pressing a gun to Solomon's jaw and forcing his head

up.

"Where did you come from?" he demanded.

The pressure was suffocating. Solomon couldn't breathe.

This version of Marion was simply awe-inspiring.

I jumped in. "We're not with the Illuminati. We're your fans."

Marion glanced at me. His eyes carried a chilling, murderous intensity that made me shrink.

"High schoolers, huh? Their clothes are weird." Randy inspected our outfits.

Erica, on the other hand, seemed intrigued. "Pretty trendy. How did I miss this brand's new line?"

Solomon and I wore limited-edition fall gear from a well-known brand. She recognized it as she circled us.

"We're not high schoolers," I said. "We're in college."

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"Arcane Academy."

Randy glanced at Debra. "You've got some juniors here."

She graduated from Arcane too, but beyond that, I didn't know much.

She stepped closer. "Last chance. Why are you tailing us?"

"We..." Before I could finish, Solomon cut in. "We heard you guys are badass, so we wanted to pick a fight."

"A fight?" Debra laughed.

Randy and Erica cracked up. "Kid's got guts. You've been stalking us all day just to throw hands?"

"They say the Four Families are untouchable. We wanted to test that," Solomon replied.

I shook my head at his blunt words. Erica alone could wipe the floor with both of us. We stood no chance. s

"Not many know about the Illuminati. How do I know you're not just messing with us?" Debra pressed.

"I'm not, I swear. I don't even know how to explain it. I..." I struggled to find the right words.

Saying we dreamed our way here sounded too bizarre. No one would buy it was even wondering if dying in this dream would send us back to reality. s

I caught Debra's stare. It was filled with scrutiny.

Randy spoke up. "If you ask me, don't waste time. Toss these twain the ocean if theyre laminath their people will fish them out." s.net>

"What kind of logic is that, Uncle Randy?" I argued.

Randy blinked, pointing at himself. "Uncle? Do I look that old?"

I didn't know what to say.

He turned to Debra and said, "Feed them to the sharks."

"They're just kids. Let them go." Debra waved a hand.

The bodyguards untied Solomon and me.

She added, "Don't wander around. The docks aren't safe lately. Go back to school."