Trap for The Beta

"Leah... why aren't you awake yet?" Marion shook the lying body, but there was no significant response as she expected. Until she got impatient and opened the blanket wrapped around Leah and found another reality before her.

"Hello, beautiful... you can't go anywhere right now."

Not really. Who said she couldn't go anywhere?

But, indeed, she couldn't go anywhere, because not only was there a greeting from the man with the demonic face and a slash scar over the left eye, several people ambushed her and handcuffed her with silver cuffs.

Marion could have screamed, had they not suddenly gagged her.

She just stared at the man with an incredulous look. Of course she recognized that face. The sly face that had turned William's company party and inauguration night into chaos. That man, still the same man.

Greg Sicklunova. Who else?