Chapter 89: Allen vs Jeremy?

Jeremy placed both his hands on the railing of the rooftop. "Our secret key? Whatever do you mean?"

"What you have to do now is to go to the crime scene and meet up with that Matthew, say you're from this camp's police station," Allen said. "Then you'll have your time to shine."

"My time to shine?" Jeremy narrowed his eyes. "What?"

"You're the one who will lead Matthew in a goose chase," Allen grinned. "As for me, I have a talk to do with the twins."

This made Jeremy jump up and stood beside Allen, "You have them?"

"I didn't say I have," Allen replied. "But I'm also not saying that I don't."

"You–" Jeremy pursed his lips. "Okay then. I'll just go."

The police officer ran to the edge of the rooftop before leaping down the alley. He asked around the crowd for directions, showing his badge to make them believe him more.

"That man is a good asset."

Jack appeared from nowhere. It was the same item effect from his Cloak of Nobody. The old man grinned and tapped Allen's back. "Let's go to them."

"Okay," Allen said. "Let's go."

Jack covered themselves with a blanket, making their presence vanish into thin air. The old man led Allen into the darker part of town near the Forsaken Street where only a handful of people comes by.

On a building, Jack opened the door and entered. Allen was trialing behind him as they walked into a dark hall. "Welcome, boy. To your revenge."

The lights turned on, revealing both twins in the middle of the room. They were caged inside a transparent cube filled with holes so they have room to breath in. The two were perfectly conscious as they tried to escape by slamming their hands on the transparent cube.

"Let us out!" Felicia yelled. "Or I swear to God, daddy's gonna come and mess you up so good."

"That's not even remotely possible," Jack chuckled as he walked closer to the twins. "No one knows where you are and your dad is too busy sleeping around with a whore. He's too busy to cate about your safety at the moment."

"Impossible!" Donna yelled. "Our daddy always loved us and he prioritizes us over anything else."

The woman conjured a dagger and tried to stab the cube. Just when her blade made contact with the cube, it lit up with a bright yellow color. The light turned into a blast of electricity that traveled throughout Donna's body.

"Guah!" Donna moaned as she fell to the ground after receiving the shock. Felicia ran to save her but the electricity also shocked her, although less but it was enough to bring her to the ground. 

"Felicia!" Donna cried. They were both writhing on the ground, crying as the shocks still ran through their veins. "W-Why are you doing this?"

"What inspired you to continue the Phantom Cunt ploy?" Jack asked without hesitation. "And it's no use if you try and lie to us because we already know you did it."

Felicia sat up and grunted. "You don't understand. We didn't do it. We only tried to stir up Chen so he would come back to us. We didn't know that it would become big like this."

"Stir up Chen?" Allen asked. He was still cloaked and masked, so he didn't have to worry about the twins knowing his identity. Although his appearance would remind them of a certain trauma they experienced a little while ago. "What do you mean stir up Chen?"

"We wanted to impress him because he was really great in bed," Donna said. "He said that we should bring down the defenses of the camp so he could do something that's totally not hurting our father. So we did it. We poisoned the guards and made up rumors so Chen would be pleased."

"And if it wasn't for that–" Felicia paused and gasped. She looked at Allen and pointed him with rage in her eyes. "It's you! You're the one that attacked us!"

"Is it?" Donna asked. She grunted and stood, walking close to the edge of the cube. "Do you even know how much Sebastian Lincoln's talent costed? It costed us so much money that it made daddy angry."

"Yeah," Felicia stood too. "He even threatened us to lock us up in our rooms. Our faces are our best asset. We must not hurt it or damage it."

"So Sebastian did heal them," Allen said in his head. He shook his head and sighed. "That man is a leech and he's a selfish leech."

"What are you going to do to us now?" Donna asked. "Your body looks pretty hot. Maybe we could settle this with–"

Before she could finish, a black curtain draped over the cube, covering it completely. The twins were still inside and they were now screaming, begging to be let out.

"I believe we have a bigger case in our hands," Jack said. "Chen is involved in the Phantom Case after all. Just when I was thinking that he wouldn't go this low."

"I also don't know his intentions on doing this," Allen said. "John Smith isn't at any way involved with Camp Twyla. Yes, his children are here and a lot of his men are stationed in this camp, but he himself doesn't come here."

"And that man is from Eternity," Jack said. "I was thinking that Chen was luring him to go here. But then again, even when Chen could lure him here, he won't stand a chance. John will just hire ten people from Eternity, and Chen's men would burn to the ground before the fight could even start."

Allen and Jack fell into a moment of silence. They were now contemplating on what could Chen possibly want here in Camp Twyla. He pursed his lips and suddenly remembered what Jeremy said to him before.

"Jeremy thinks Chen was thinking that he was behind the Phantom Cunt case," Allen said. "But Chen knew that the twins were behind the ploy. What could this mean?"

"I think–"

The wall from the warehouse exploded, creating a large cloud made of dust. Jack's men appeared form nowhere and stood around their boss, protecting him at all costs.

"What happened?" Jack yelled. "What is this? Is this an attack?"

"Boss, we still don't know," one of his men said. "We were securing the perimeters and didn't recive any warning signals. This person must be powerful to have escaped our senses."

"I was right all along."

Allen's eyes widened after he heard the voice. He couldn't believe it. Just when he thought he found somebody to trust, everything fell to crumble again.

"Someone with this type of power must be at least from Eternity," Jack said. "My guards are already from Eternity, and this person was able to pierce through their radar. He's talented."

"Do you think he's involved with this case?" Allen asked. "If so, then we have another person connected to this case. This is such a hassle."

"Whatever their intentions are," Jack summoned a katana. It was his weapon Code. "We will stop him from foiling our plan."

The rubble from the destroyed wall of the old building moved as a silhouette of a man was visible under the dust. He stood and stretched his neck while a knife was being held by his hand.

"Who are you?" Jack asked. "Show yourself or I'll make you do it."

"Fine, fine," a familiar voice spoke, making Allen's eyes widen even more.

Jeremy walked out of the cloud of dust. He got closer and closer to Allen, but showed no killing intent. "You were here with the old man, after all. You were his accomplice, and I even tried to believe you. Well, you made me believe you."

"Jeremy, what do you mean?" Allen asked. "I don't think I understand."

Allen felt something approach him at high speed. His body moved on its own again, passively activating his instincts and conjured his Sunset Dagger. His hands moved swiftly as it blocked the knife that was thrown to his direction.

"What the–"

"Oh, boy, your reflexes are good," Jeremy grinned. "But, it's not worthy of being the Wandering Trader. I must be the Wandering Trader!"

"You're crazy!" Allen yelled.

Suddenly, he found himself alone in an unfamiliar hall. Everything was dark, but there was a large hole in the ceiling that provided a subtle light.

"Jeremy?" Allen called out, but no one answered. "Jeremy, let's talk this out."

Allen removed his cloak and his mask, showing his face. "Jeremy, it's me. Why are you doing this?"

"Oh, so that's who you really are," Jeremy's voice spoke out of nowhere. Allen tried to track the source of the sound, but he failed to do so. "After I trusted you. We even made a deal."

"I–" Allen paused. "Jeremy, let's talk, okay?"

"No!" Jeremy appeared from nowhere. He was standing in front of Allen and his hand was swinging his dagger. "I'll kill you!"