CHAPTER 395. A CAGE FOR THE QUEEN. I’m going to find you

“Well... when you sacrifice your wife and child, call me, and we’ll talk.”

The news that Jhon Hopkins was leaving the CIA spread like wildfire. Within minutes, there was an uproar outside his office, and his closest team confronted him about abandoning them. But Jhon knew he no longer fit in a place like that. He had sworn to protect his country, and in that, he had not held back. But he hadn’t sworn to condemn innocent people for his or his superiors’ benefit.

He gathered what little he had in the office and said goodbye to those who had truly served alongside him with integrity. He left to empty his apartment in London, but not half an hour had passed when there was a knock on his door. Jhon saw Billy, Speedy, two other tech specialists, four highly trained field agents, and a professional interrogator.

“Guys? What are you doing here?” he asked, puzzled. Each of the men carried a black suitcase, which they set down around t