Chapter 9

The man approaching seemed about six-three, dressed in a military coat that looked out of place in the rugged landscape of the Texas oil field. Despite the stark surroundings, he carried an air of elegance and dignity. His cool gaze met mine as he extended his hand, "Hi, I'm Russell."

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Chapter 10

Donald Warren told me that Russell Oliver has strong ties to our group. His father discovered the oil field here, but the harsh conditions eventually wore him down after years of surveying, and he passed away just before dawn. When it was decided to develop the oil field, Russell was th

Chapter 11

Five years passed in the blink of an eye.

When I received the appointment notification from headquarters, I was thrilled and immediately wanted to share the news with Russell. Unfortunately, he wasn't around—I heard he'd been summoned for a meeting at the base.

The evacuation mission