Chapter 9

“So what am I supposed to do?” Tristan had calmed down a little. “I don’t have many old friends left, and who knows how much time I’ve got You can’t let me die with regrets.”

“Guilt–tripping me won’t get you anywhere,” Briar said flatly. “You do remember people are still hunting you down on the Dark Net, right? There are hitmen after your head. You really wanna test how fast they can find you, huh?“.

Tristan sighed, totally deflated. “How sure are you that you can help?”

Briar’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “About fifty–fifty. I don’t have the good stuff with me right now, you know.”

Tristan asked immediately, “What do you need? Just make a list. I’ll send it all over.

“Don’t regret saying that.” Briar grinned and immediately sent over a massive list detailing over a thousand rare and costly medicinal herbs.

Tristan stared at the list in silence, and his voice trembled. “Briar, can we talk? Maybe cut back on a few of these, okay? I’m down to my last few rare herbs. as well, you

know.”

Briar shrugged. “Sure, but I’ll have to skip a couple of treatments for him. And as for how effective that’ll be-”

“Fine, fine! I’ll get everything,” Tristan muttered, clutching his heart like she’d just robbed him blind. His years of carefully hoarded herbs were gone, just

like that.

Briar looked satisfied. “Good. Once I’ve got the herbs, Griffin will start getting better. I’ll wait for your delivery. Good night.”

She hung up before Tristan could yell at her.

The whole world was still looking for Tristan, but no one had guessed he’d been hiding on an island in North Bofloria for over a decade, dodging

assassins.

she became Tristan’s student, she learned that the

vanish. Since then, Tristan had stayed off the grid

scoring those herbs, Briar

for this trip home. A good night’s sleep was

off quickly, completely missing the text that lit

to pick you up at 2 PM tomorrow. We’ll meet at

6 AM the next morning and saw Ashton’s message, she just replied with a

If Ashton couldn’t even

rivals years ago.

was still quiet. Only the servants were moving around. Briar jogged out onto the tree–lined paths of the fancy neighborhood.

went for a run whenever she wasn’t working. She kept a steady

‘wn near

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close.

noticed someone tailing her. Her eyes

casually changed her route, leading the follower into the wooded trail. They took the bait and

her in.

like nothing had happened. Not even a strand of

kept running. She ran the full 6 miles and headed home with a slight

corner of her mouth.

unconscious man with twisted limbs now

at the table, reading the paper and chewing his food. Halle

and Beatrice. It all looked picture–perfect–four people

talking about left

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