"Get on the boat!"
James grabbed Sophie's arm, pulling her towards the beach. Sophie resisted, asking, "Did Colby send you?"
"Get on the boat first!"
James practically shoved Sophie onto the boat, but he made no move to follow her.
"Someone will meet you in Devonport. Don't ask about anything else."
Sophie frowned, "You're not coming?"
"I'll be back after I handle things here."
James turned to the person standing next to Sophie and said, "Remember what your boss said. Make sure Ms. Sophie gets to Devonport safely. We can't afford any screw-ups."
"Yes, Mr. Burke."
James took one last look at Sophie. His eyes were unreadable, as if they were strangers.
Then, he turned and walked away, disappearing into the night.
"Ms. Sophie, we should go."
Sophie stared at the distant road, lost in thought. James had practically abducted her. Staying in Summerfield now would be a death sentence for him.
As the boat set off, Sophie asked, "Are you with Gordon?"
"Yes, Mr. Gordon ordered me to escort you back to Devonport."
"So, Colby came to Summerfield too?"
"Colby arrived today. He and Mr. Burke coordinated to get you out of Summerfield."
Sophie quickly asked, "How many men did he bring?"
The crew member remained silent.
A cold sweat broke out on Sophie's back. "Don't tell me it was just those guys who stormed the hall!"
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