Reborn in the Enemy's Embrace

All of us were injected before being loaded onto the vehicle. It was probably some drug meant to induce unconsciousness.

I slowly drifted unconscious, hoping for Dexter to intercept us soon.

We couldn’t risk anything now-we had to commit fully to this act.

I woke up to the jostling of the vehicle after being unconscious for some time. Everyone around me was still out cold. We were dumped into the vehicle as if we were some cargo.

The vehicle was stopped for inspection. But as the vehicle opened up, we could only hear noises from the outside but not within.

At that moment I realized that there was a hidden compartment in the vehicle. All of us were trapped within the hidden compartment over three feet wide, casually thrown in as if we were discarded bodies.

I took a deep breath and started pounding on the metal compartment, hoping that someone might hear me from the outside.

But it seemed like the person inspecting couldn’t hear me. I wasn’t sure if it was intentional or not.

The vehicle drove on for some time before stopping once again. I realized that someone must have heard my pounding earlier when someone came to open the compartment door. They were here to deal with me.

I lay on the ground, feigning unconsciousness while listening to the sounds from the outside.

Someone walked in and glanced around at us while holding a syringe.

"Is everyone still unconscious? Why did I hear someone pounding on the compartment earlier, then?’ the man muttered.

Just as he was about to leave, I swiftly got up to grab his syringe before stabbing it into his neck. The man fell unconscious soon enough.

I put on the man’s jacket before stepping out of the car to check my surroundings. We were still in the desolated area but on a highway.

While the accomplice in the passenger seat was still asleep, I got into the car and took the extra syringe. I then gave him a shot and rendered him unconscious before driving away to the nearest police station.

Zion had left his men there.

Dennis rushed over in a hurry as soon as I arrived at the police station. He handed his phone over to me and urged, "Hurry and take the call, Sofia. Officer Landon said that Dexter has gone mad from being unable to locate you!"

I took a sharp breath and quickly took the call. "Dexter. I’m here, Dexter. I’m fine. I got those men handled. We’re now at the police station.’

I could hear Dexter’s anxious voice quietening down from the other end of the call. ’Sophia!’

His voice choked up with a hint of anguish.

I replied, ’I’m at the police station."

"I’ll be there soon," Dexter whispered.

They came over soon enough, but Maya wasn’t with them.

"Where’s Maya?" I asked Dexter.

Dexter strode over and hugged me tightly without a word.

"The original owner of this laboratory died on the cruise. Genome Society then chose a trustworthy person to take over the new laboratory. Do you know who the new owner is?" Eason said, resigned.

"Who is it?" Who could have passed Genome Society’s scrutiny and even gain control of the laboratory?

"It’s Jimmy," Eason said with a shrug. His expression was one of bewilderment.

"Jimmy went through a lot of effort in order to gain Genome Society’s approval. Now, he wants to work with us. But I feel that he’s not trustworthy," Joel whispered in my ear.

"Why would you still leave Maya with him then?" I asked in surprise.

Zion said, "There’s no helping it. Even though Jimmy holds control of the laboratory, the entire network and surveillance are still under the high-ups. Since Maya was labeled as qualified, we had to follow the procedure, or we’d risk exposing everyone."

He sighed before continuing, "Jimmy said he could keep Maya safe for now."

In other words, Jimmy was just a figurehead with no real power.

It seemed like all the laboratory owners were figureheads. In reality, they were all monitored and managed by the higher-ups-even Daisy and Nancy were the same.

"Dexter was asking Jimmy to get you out safely earlier. He almost beat Jimmy to death when Jimmy said he had no authority to do that. He would’ve been dead if it weren’t for your timely call,’ Zion said, resigned.

I looked at Dexter. He seemed aggrieved when he snorted and said, "He deserved it."

I smiled and took his hand. ’You’re right."

Dexter seemed happy with how I agreed with him. He hugged me and refused to let me go, even flashing a smug smile at Joel and the others.

"What did you find out on your side, Sofia?’ Zion asked.

"Basically, they’re shipping the defects overseas to be openly priced and sold on the dark web. I checked their computers-most of the buyers on the dark web are pedophiles and have a fetish for Solancian men and women. They’d buy them back as their own toys," I said with a frown.

The police officers had brought away the two drivers who were still in the vehicle. Hopefully, they would be able to get something useful out of them.

"This is a massive organization. It’s hard to even try to eradicate them," Zion said with a sigh, seemingly dejected

"But we have to try regardless. Otherwise, others might be in danger in the future. We’ll have to do it-" he continued.

Inodded, agreeing with what Zion said.

"Let’s head back and organize the evidence we’ve got, and then we can work with Jimmy to see if we can uncover more evidence," Eason said once again. "Even though Jimmy isn’t a great guy, he should be genuine in wanting to take down Genome Society."

Jimmy still couldn’t be sure what those experimental subjects were for as he had just taken over the laboratory. He needed time to observe and find out. As such, we could only wait.

"I’m worried about Maya staying there." I frowned, looking at Dexter.

He remained silent. Never once was he moved by the fate of others. He only cared for me. He gripped my hands tightly.

"Jimmy promised to keep Maya safe. We can only take our chances for now. Eason sighed, feeling helpless I was pulled into Dexter’s embrace before I could say anything else. He said, "She’ll be fine

"But she’s "How could a young woman like her be fine at a place like that? What if Jimmy couldn’t protect her?

"I’ve had her background checked-she’s too perfect. A beautiful orphan with no family is exactly the kind of prey that Genome Society’s henchmen would be interested in, Dexter said, his voice gruff.

"And on top of that, despite being a beauty with an inferior status, she managed to remain untouched and passed through all examinations to become a sacrifice. Don’t you think that’s too much of a coincidence?" he asked.

An orphan with a perfect background was asking for a million dollars. Who was the money really for?

A typical woman wouldn’t have had the mental capacity to ask for money after escaping from attempted murder and pursuit.

"She’s not as simple as we thought.’ Dexter refused to let me go from his embrace.

I was taken aback. Indeed, I did consider the fact that Maya might be a pawn planted by the Rebels. But she was just so beautiful that she sparked my protective instinct.

"I’m jealous, Sophia Dexter harrumphed, indicating that he was upset

"Do you like her? You care for her so much it’s affecting your judgment," he said, looking at me angrily.

I was amused by his questioning. ’I only like you. It seems to be my human instinct to want to protect her- just like how one would protect beautiful and vulnerable individuals of their own kind."

It seemed like being beautiful did have its advantages.

Dexter was unrelentless. "I’ll believe that you only like me if you kiss me now."

I looked around in shock at the others around me. They were also staring back in disbelief.

"How do you manage to see no one but your wife here, man? Are we all invisible to you?" Eason mumbled.

He truly admired the way Dexter would only have eyes for me all the time.

"Let’s go home. Let them deal with Jimmy for the remaining part, okay?" Dexter asked hoarsely, as if pleading. ’Let’s go home, Sophia. Ashton and Xan are waiting for us back home. I want to go home.’ He really wanted to go home, even hoping that only the four of us could stay there.