The cannery was wrapped in a deep, heavy silence. It was so quiet that they could see tiny particles of dust floating in the few weak rays of light coming through the broken windows. The panicked fear from just moments ago had faded. On Kaito's computer screen, the little GPS dots that showed the locations of Ramos's kidnapping teams had disappeared as the vehicles drove away. Their families were safe, protected because the police had shown up at just the right time—a trick they had managed to pull off using the information given to them by their mysterious enemy, Silica.
But the feeling of relief was weak and didn't last long. It was quickly smothered by the crushing weight of what was now stored on Kaito's computer.
Silica's so called gift wasn't a ticket to freedom. It was a poisonous crown. It was the entire, horrifying blueprint of Victor Ramos's criminal empire.
