Bringing Halvor with him, James stood twenty meters away from Nott once more.

He looked at Nott and some of the heavily armed mercenaries in front of him, then said in a loud voice, “I’ve brought you the person, but the helicopter will take some time to arrive. Besides, it still needs to refuel, and that will take even more time.”

While he said that, he unlocked Halvor’s handcuffs and pushed him slightly.

Feeling relieved, Halvor sprinted forward. He stumbled several times before he got to Nott’s side.

“Where’s Marion?” asked Halvor. “Did he leave the Capital already?”

Nott cast a glance at him and did not say a word. He looked at the time.

Nine minutes had passed.

“There’s only one minute left, James. We'll fight to the death if I don't spot the helicopter within one minute.” Nott's voice rang out.

“Bring it over,” James commanded.

Soon after, a helicopter approached in the distance. “It’s already here,” said James, pointing at the distant sky.

Nott looked up and saw that a