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Chapter 175: Recognized

Chapter 175: Recognized
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He saw how Okala didn't look even the little bit worried after more back-up arrived. The bio warriors, on the other hand, were impossible to kill without blasting their bodies to smithereens. He could only imagine how much destruction it would have caused if Ryder wasn't here.

That night, an important meeting took place between all the captains of the FBI and the higher-ups regarding the information that they had received, which was even more shocking when they mixed the facts that there were people there who couldn't die even after being shot multiple times.

All of them doubted that the people were the results of bio experiments most probably. The threat level of this mysterious organization was elevated to the national level threat from now on.

The night passed away in the silence, unlike the loud beginning that it had faced.

It was morning as Ryder left the room and checked out of the hotel. He went to the nearby restaurant to get something to eat.

As he ate in the restaurant, he booked a cab. By the time he finished the breakfast, the cab was waiting outside for him.

Ryder paid his bill before he left the restaurant.

He walked to the cab and told the driver to take him to the airport.

The driver dropped Ryder off at the airport.

There was still some time in the flight, so Ryder waited in the premium lounge.

There was a black SUV that was also coming towards the Airport.

It was carrying Ray and his teammates who were told to go to a different location. Everything Important was already dealt with, and the non Important stuff didn't need for him to be there.

They got out of the car and picked their luggage before they entered the airport.

Ryder looked at his wristwatch and noticed that it was finally the time of his flight.

He stood up and left the lounge before he started walking towards his destination.

Ryder walked through the airport, toward the terminal.

He entered the plane and found his way to the business class section of the plane and walked to his seat.

He had booked the return flight from a different airline as it suited his timeline more. The interior of this plane was different as the business class had sets of two seats, unlike the single-seat arrangement of the previous airline, and this time, a person was already sitting on the neighboring seat that was attached to Ryder's seat.

Ryder recognized that person which stunned him. He tried his best to control his emotions, though not to seem strange.

The person that was sitting beside him was Ray from the FBI. The same person that had saved him. Ryder sat on his seat and didn't look towards Ray.

He closed his eyes and started resting.

'Just my luck to sit in a plane filled with the FBI. At Least they don't recognize me. Wearing the mask was definitely a good idea,' Ryder thought while keeping his eyes closed.

Even though Ryder didn't look in the direction of Ray, Ray was looking towards him.

He recognized Ryder as the person whom they had seen before. They had misunderstood him as the target while he was only there to go to the supermarket, according to them.

"It's strange that he came at the same time as us, appeared near our target location, and is leaving at the same time. That's some creepy coincidence," Milana whispered to Riya, who was sitting beside her as she looked towards Ryder.

Riya was also looking at him.

Ray, on the other hand, realized that Ryder seemed to be awfully similar to the man that saved him. He wondered if that was a coincidence as well.

Ryder didn't look like he was injured in the least. It would be impossible for him to survive the blast and escape if he was there, but the person that saved Ray had already done many things that he thought to be impossible.

Ray was starting to doubt if there was a way that the person who saved him had escaped and was sitting beside him now.

"Excuse me, can I ask you something?" Ray tapped on the shoulder of Ryder.

Ryder didn't react and pretended to be sleeping, but Ray didn't stop. He wanted to hear Ryder's voice to see if there were any similarities between his voice and the person who saved him.

Ryder opened his eyes and glanced toward Ray with a confused look on his face.

"Yes?" Ryder asked in the most casual voice.

Ray found some similarities between Ryder's voice and the voice of the person that saved him. But there was a difference as well. The last voice was heavy while this voice was light. He did realize that it was possible for Ryder to be using a heavy voice intentionally to protect himself last time.

Another thing that he noticed was that there was a slight burn mark on Ryder's hand, which seemed like something he had received many years ago. Even though Ray didn't look carefully last time, he felt like he saw something like that in his savior's hand as well.

Ryder knew that it was possible for them to doubt him. Still, there was no way for them to arrest him or blame him as the whole world would consider them an idiot if they claimed that a person had managed to survive that explosion and managed to escape, but he still tried not to give anything out.

"Thank you for saving me," Ray let out, hoping to see even a flicker of change in Ryder's expressions.

"Save you? Are you someone who benefitted from me donating money in the past? You don't need to thank me for that," Ryder smilingly replied.

"For saving my life yesterday," Ray clarified, still keeping his eyes on Ryder's face.

"Ugh... are you mistaken? I don't understand how my sleeping all day in the hotel room can save your life. You don't seem drunk, but it's possible. Did you drink this morning?" Ryder asked in confusion.

" You're right. Maybe I was mistaken. Sorry for disturbing you," Ray shook his head, not finding anything strange in Ryder's reaction.

'I don't see any reason to doubt him. My experience claims that he doesn't know anything about it, but my senses are telling me not to believe him. He is clearly lying. My senses have rarely been wrong. Is he really the same person?That mark on his hand…' Ray wondered.

Ryder didn't talk anymore and again closed his eyes as he started resting and ignoring Ray.

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