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“Eyal, can I give you one piece of advice?”
“Yes,” he says.
I grin.
“You talk too much.”
He laughs.
“Good luck,” I say. “I hope our paths cross again.”
“I hope so too.”
I shut the connection, and a moment later Eyal carries out his final order: he commands everyone to stand down.
As Kate and I step off the plane, squadrons of soldiers race to surround us.
“Hands up!” they shout. “Down on the ground!”
“He needs a medic!” Kate replies, raising her hands. “He’s been shot!”
I hold out my arms as much as I can, but I can’t raise my left all the way.
One of the soldiers walks up to me and takes off his helmet; for a second, it gives me a flashback of Anton doing the same. But it’s not him — it’s FBI Agent Mason Cole.
“Kate Atwood?” he says. “What the hell is going on here?” Turning to me, he asks, “Who are you?”
“He saved me,” Kate answers. “He saved a lot of people.”
“From who?” says Cole.
“I’ll tell you everything,” I reply, showing him my bloody hand. “Can I get some help first?”
“Yeah, yeah.” Putting away his gun, Cole says into his radio, “We need a medic to my location. Now, I’ll ask you again, who are you?”
“Ingram Dent,” I say. “The last living member of the Masters.”
