Brent found it strange that Chris hadn't come looking for Ethan in the past few days. "Did Mr. Carlton give up?"

"He'll never give up until the last moment. He knows I won't budge. He's probably thinking of other ways."

Ethan was sure no one could locate Olivia if he didn't go to the island. She must be safe.

Brent handed him a bulletproof vest and said, "Mr. Miller, you should wear it just to be safe. The knife wound on your chest hasn't completely healed yet."

"Okay."

Ethan looked at the cloudy sky. The sunlight was completely blocked out. The world looked dark and gloomy.

Brent, who was driving, said irritably, "It's so stuffy. It's probably going to rain soon. Rain just dampens the mood."

"It's good to have some rain. It'll cleanse the filth from this city."

Ethan couldn't help but call Olivia when he thought about what he was about to do. It was how things used to be. Her voice would calm him down.

Olivia had just finished feeding the ducks. She had been chased around