Hearing Aurora's words, Evan's hand clenched over the disjointed armrest crushed by his hold, drawing anxious glances from everyone in the cabin.
They dared not approach him and ask what was going on. They stepped back in fear, sensing a freezing sensation radiating from him.
Evan sat expressionless, simmering with restrained fury beneath the surface. The dim cabin lights reflected the cold glint in his eyes, sharp and dangerous. His mind spun rapidly, processing Aurora's update.
[Miss Suri might be in danger.] Aurora spoke, her voice tense.
[And now Richard, Paul, Jagesh, Noah, and Somalia are all in Indra. Too many pieces were converging in one place; it definitely isn't a coincidence.]
Evan exhaled through his nose, frustration bubbling below the surface. The timing was too perfect, almost as if someone had been anticipating his moves. He clenched his jaw, containing the growing storm within.
