When Clayton heard this, he frowned, nodded, and glanced at the bodyguard next to him with a grim expression.

“Shane, take good care of Madam.”

Shane nodded solemnly.

“Yes, Mr. Sloan. You can rest assured.”

Clayton followed the captain downstairs.

They went down the steps and went into an elevator that led underground.

Many hospitals in Erethea had bomb shelters underground, and some of them were hidden.

Clayton brought his people over. There were many men dressed in black standing at the