Chapter 2049
Mike sent Avery home and the two had lunch before beginning their research on the nominees for
the Marshall’s Award.
In the afternoon, Mike knocked on Avery''s bedroom door.
Instead of resting, Avery was sitting by the window under the sun with a sorrowful expression.
Mike stepped inside after knocking on the door.
"Why aren''t you sleeping?"
"I can''t sleep." She turned to look at him. "You, too?"
"Yeah. Typically, such a famous award should have its own official website, but I can''t find anything.
I suspect that instead of using the inte, they might be using a traditional method of
communication, maybe through paper."
"That can be possible. One would need to present sufficient supporting documents if they want to
apply for the award... Back when Professor Hough applied for it, he had boxes of documents ready,
so themittee might be filtering applicants in the most traditional way possible."
"If that''s the case, we can''t find out if Ang is in it."
"She probably is," Avery said. "She must have kidnapped Elliot to run an experiment on him."
"What''s wrong with her? There are so many people she could have chosen from, why pick Elliot? Is
she not afraid that he would retaliate and kill her once he''s freed?" Mike felt chills running down his
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"Ang hates Professor Hough and because of that, she hates me, too... Elliot... got dragged into
all these because of me," Avery said guiltily. "Ang has probably moved Elliot to a new spot after
my arrival in Bridgedale."
"If all this is a part of Ang''s scheme and her final goal is to win the Marshall’s Award, then she is
definitely going to put up a fight."
Avery remained silent, trying to figure out what Ang could be doing to Elliot and failing.
She managed to survive in that basement until help came, and if Elliot was taken by Ang before
that, he was definitely alive. But what experiment was running on Elliot, and would it win her the
Marshall''s Award?
"I need to see if there''s anyone I know from themittee of the Marshall''s Award." Avery could not
wait any longer.
"You woke up too early this morning. Go get some rest. I will try to get the list of people that are in
themittee. It shouldn''t be too hard. I will h=b$>YNY; it to you as soon as I get it." Mike ced a
reassuring hand on her shoulder. "The truth will be out soon, which is exactly why you need to
recover as soon as possible."
"Go find the list, then." Her eyes were filled with anxiousness. "I feel like I am almost there. I can''t
sleep... Every time I close my eyes, I can''t help but think of him..."
"I know. Ben will be here soon. We will definitely get Elliot out."
"Yeah."
Shey down on the bed and stared out the window unblinkingly. After a while, her eyes started to
hurt, and she closed her eyes, slowly drifting off to sleep.
Mike waited until she fell asleep to leave the room.
In the evening, he returned with the list of people that were included in the Marshall’s Award
committee and handed it to Avery.
Avery beamed when she spotted a certain name on the list.
"Do you know someone here?" Mike asked. "Most of them are just old professors."