Book Seven: Chapter 168

Mohan gasped as Mike knelt down and seized him by the throat, then roughly lifted him into the air with one hand.

Ratu’s jaw dropped, and the others nearby all took a step back as the air hissed with magic.

“WHAT DID YOU DO?” Mike’s voice tore the air, causing others to flinch away. In the ensuing silence, the faint chirping of a cell phone could be heard.

“I believe that’s for you, Caretaker.” The Director pointed at Mike’s pocket, clearly unperturbed by the fact that Mike was clutching his throat.

Mike pulled out his phone and studied the screen for a second. His eyes narrowed dangerously, and then he dropped the phone onto the sand. The skies above darkened and Mike Radley screamed.

The Director laughed.

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Eulalie had looked away from the computer monitor for less than a second when activity at the command center exploded. Dozens of men and women stormed out all at once, creating multiple single file lines as they sprinted toward the ba