However, just as we neared the remote hills where the foundation was located, Victor slammed on the brakes.
"Sir! Barricade ahead! The road is completely blocked off!"
I leaned forward. In the distance, under the moonlight, I could make out the barricade, formed by large trucks. And in the middle of the road stood the silhouette of a man I never expected to physically see this quickly.
Not Elias. But a leaner figure, dressed in all black, wearing a strange mask. On his wrist, the snake tattoo circling the Vanguard compass was clearly visible in the dim light.
Chimera.
He didn't send an operative. He came himself. And he was standing directly in front of us, blocking Clara's escape route.
"He's waiting for her," I whispered, holding my breath. "Clara is heading right toward him, and E
