Chapter 209

Study room. "Prescott, Lucas's base has gone down in flames," Paul said, slumping into the sofa, glancing toward him. Prescott looked up. "Prince Ahmed offered a hundred million dollars. Paul, sort out Lucas's file and send it over to him. We won't be charging for that-just consider it a thank-you gift for getting me on that plane back then." He didn't have time to mess with Lucas, so he'd let Prince Ahmed deal with it instead. "Got it. I'll handle it in a bit," Paul nodded. "Oh, and Prescott, Theron wants you to swing by the lab. Says he's got some new findings or something..." Prescott's dark eyes flickered briefly. He didn't say much, but the news clearly pleased him. "Alright. I'll head there soon." Paul opened his mouth to say more, but just then his phone rang. He gave Prescott an apologetic look, only to hear Prescott say flatly, "Why are you looking at me? Answer it, don't just sit there like an idiot." Paul's mouth twitched slightly. He pulled out his phone and glanced at the