Ever since Orel had said that name, Malakor, his mood had changed. He was pissed and had entered a state of deep thought.
Makun had no idea who Malakor was, but from Orel's expression, he knew they had some personal history. Orel was not the kind to be so easily influenced by others.
At that time, he had looked around at the room and had noticed the shift in the atmosphere, from Doc to Sarah, to Ray and finally to the team leader.
They all had had strange expressions, but no one said anything, and the oppressive atmosphere stopped him from inquiring.
Now, after Orel had assigned four of the six MIO agents to guard the chalet, they were preparing to leave.
"First the victims, bring them to the car." Orel spoke, his tone stripped of the theatricals.
The six agents moved into the chalet and emerged from it moments later with the three children in their arms, their small bodies still limp from whatever drugs had kept them unconscious.
