"Marco's nothing but trouble. Drag him out and feed him to the dogs!" Arona declared.
"No!" Luo Yan and Brando cried in unison.
Neither wanted Marco dead. Brando still hoped to expose Luo Yan's true colors one day, and Marco was an important witness.
Luo Yan felt guilty toward Musa. Besides, he thought Marco had joined Brando. That made all three of them members of the Double Pupils Faction—comrades. Of course he wanted to save him if he could.
But seeing the two of them close ranks only made Arona angrier.
This was what came of letting someone use an enemy to make himself indispensable. Musa's death had sent Brando's authority soaring until it was second only to Carmen's.
At every turn, Brando invoked the Double Pupils Faction. Whatever he wanted, he only had to say it was for the investigation, and everyone was apparently supposed to give way.
Even a criminal like Marco could survive by supposedly earning redemption or becoming a cooperating witness. Arona was sick of it.
Arona had yet to see a trace of the Double Pupils Faction. But every report he read and every briefing he heard made it sound as though the Illuminati stood on the brink of collapse.
Brando was the worst of them. He made it sound deadly serious every time, yet never produced a shred of evidence.
Before Luo Yan arrived, Brando had promised irrefutable proof. In the end, there was plenty of noise and no substance—just the two sides trading accusations.
Yes, the destruction of Santa Fe was a major event that had shaken the entire Illuminati. A group of traitors had to be behind it.
But Arona did not believe those traitors had infiltrated the organization at every level and built some sprawling network of power.
What kind of