On the coast, the sound of the cruise ship docking echoed.
Trenton Smith stood up from the bed, walked to the window, and squinted to look outside.
A massive luxury cruise ship was docked at the pier.
The small island, once desolate, was now extraordinarily bustling.
The entire pier was surrounded with people, even government officials parked their cars there. From his vantage point, it was densely packed with people.
The crowd was separated, revealing gaps at the pier.
He saw healthcare personnel rushing over to take away a woman seated in a wheelchair.
Then, Steven Balance emerged from the cruise ship.
Trenton Smith's fingers lightly tapped on the windowsill.
This person still looked the same as he remembered.
With an innocent, pure face, engaged in nefarious activities.
Colluding with a country to evade international police pursuit and investigation, he wasn't sure whether to say his abilities were too extraordinary, or that he used his intelligence on the wrong path.
