#Chapter 145: You must fight your brother

NOLAN Tossing and turning in his black silk sheets, Nolan was sweaty, itchy, and agitated. He got up and paced the room. Scorched himself in a scalding hot shower. And finally dressed in the early morning hours and went to his office to drink black coffee and watch the news. Waiting. He felt in his gut that something was wrong hours before he knew precisely what it was. His intuition was onto something. What exactly it was that was coming for Nolan, he could not be sure. A strike on the capitol? An assault on the palace, even? It was impossible to penetrate this fortress, but Adan, with his connections, could have infiltrated the palace staff somehow… with him, anything was possible. Danger was coming for Nolan, that much he knew. And it could be coming from anywhere. He unlocked his desk and retrieved a slender box from a bottom drawer, where it had been hidden behind a row of confidential files. He handled the box with care, placing it gingerly on his desk before tilt