A three-part crime thriller that will challenge your expectations while keeping you on the edge of your seat!

••• Part II. •••

The year is 2024 and Ian Dunne’s traces are long lost. No one has heard from him since 2009, a few years after the incident... until she started digging.

And he found her.

She could be an instrument… or a target they would have to remove.

He told her about them – his investors.

She knew about them well; she was an investigative journalist.

In or out – he gave her a choice.

First, she wanted to see for herself.

He took her to their headquarters – he was willing to reveal a part of their plan.

But she saw more. On one of the screens, she saw the island and the 21 red dots over its perimeter.

Now they had to reveal everything.

There was no turning back for either of them. Nor for the world.

The deadline was approaching. There were still four more replacements to be done before the Conference...

How it all happened?

Let him tell you.

Media that misinforms, credit debts that rob, medical treatments that make us sick, laws that kill. The puppet masters seem to change, but somehow the play always remains the same.

Can we change the course of a game that doesn't allow new players?

An affluent family, a prestigious university, a promising future. I was only 21 when life took it away from me - everything I was, everything I had, everything I believed in. I realized we live in a system of slavery, where truth and justice have no place, and power and corruption have no limits.

I never learned to be a slave. But all alone and with nothing to lose, I could become a ghost. And I knew that there were others like me.

With enough resources and the right tools, we could turn change from a utopian idea to a possibility.

For two decades, our organization has grown into a global network of over 300 000 members in all socially-significant fields - science, technology, medicine, politics, green engineering...

But they only represent one side - the bright one. And every coin has two.

We quickly understood that the only world, equal in power to the elite, was the underworld.

They say conscience doesn't make it through the corridors of power.

Perhaps it could?

◆◆◆ A new deck of cards is about to be dealt.◆◆◆