Chapter 47: The Fall Guy, Leo Stone
The darkness receded. Funny how he missed that grim prison after only a second apart. Elian Thorne spat out the USB drive and glanced at his palm. The crumpled gold bar that should have remained in the Inner World was still clutched in his grip. A grin touched his lips. This changed everything. It meant his journeys between the Prime and Inner Worlds gave him an edge others lacked. He looked down at his arm. Countdown: 168:00:00. Another seven days. Last time, he’d returned after seven days; this time, the crossing back would happen after seven days here. The intervals were stretching. How long would it get? Could someone eventually get stuck there forever? He didn’t know. Elian shrugged off the thought. Sleep could wait. Silas Locke’s training regimen demanded daily dedication – especi
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