Andrew picked up the badge from the table and pressed it until there was a sharp metallic sound.


    He removed a tiny chip from inside the badge and said, "Your information is hidden in this badge. This chip proves your membership. You lost it five years ago, and I found it. What about this proof?"


    "You know?" Fermin''s voice was wary now.


    If he had once thought Andrew was just trying to make a show of things, now he had to reassess the situation.


    He wondered if Andrew was speaking the truth. If it was true, Andrew was a formidable foe.


    Finding something long lost like that was almost impossible.


    Fermin realized that those rumors about Andrew''s capability were true after all. He was the most outstanding leader the Potter family had ever had.


    "Since you already know, what is this meeting for?" Fermin asked, unable to figure out Andrew''s intentions. "You want core information on the Illuminati?"


    Andrew chuckled, "Not really. I just promised your father I''d send you and Liza back. Now I can fulfill that promise."


    Just then, another voice came over. "Fermin."


    Fermin turned to see Liza, who had somehow been tied up by Barton.


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    Before he could do anything, Andrew continued, "know you''ve received extensive training since childhood One-on-one, Barton probably couldn''t beat you. I have a lot of people, but I don''t want to hurt you in the process. So, if you cooperate and go home with my people, Liza will be fine. If you don''t, I have ways to make her suffer a little. It''s your choice."


    "Fermin..." Liza trembled as Barton pressed a knife against her jaw.


    The intent to kill was all too clear. If Fermin didn''t agree, she wasn''t sure what would happen next.


    "Debra is important to you, right?" Fermin said. "Liza and Debra are close. I don''t believe you''d hurt her."


    His tone was skeptical, but his eyes never left Liza.


    "I''m a man of interest," Andrew said, shaking his finger. "Their friendship has nothing to do with me, and you''re wee to test me "


    Barton, standing behind Liza, pressed the knife harder against her neck. In just a


    moment, a shallow line of blood appeared.


    Before Fermin could react, Andrew


    casually added, "By the way, if I remember correctly, you stabbed a knife into Debra''s shoulder the other


    day at my ce. You asked me if she was important to me. Yes, she  shovel