Chapter 1173

Parker never imagined that what should've been a simple prison break was starting to spiral out of control.

"Well, I guess it makes sense," he muttered. "Those mercenaries were no joke. Even you got hit twice. I heard there's a pretty infamous private military contractor in Eurovoria―big shots hire them for... you know, the dirty work."

As Parker spoke, Whitney, who'd been listening at the doorway, suddenly glanced away as someone approached her.

It was Erik-tall, broad-shouldered, impossible to miss.

Whitney blinked, thrown off. "Erik? What are you doing here? Did something happen to my mom?"

She sounded genuinely anxious.

Erik shook his head, waving off her worry. "Ms. Valentine, your mother is fine. She sent me to get you-Phineas got in touch with some news. She wants to see both you and Mr. Lippert. There are things you two need to know."

Whitney frowned. Did her mom already hear about Bryce's jailbreak? Did she... know something more?

Erik glanced into the hospital room. "How's Mr. Lippert doing? If he's too banged up to leave bed, maybe you should go alone."

looked over

hand toward Whitney. "Your mom wouldn't call us in for nothing. Actually, I've got a few questions for Ms. Tennyson

protested. "You just had abdominal surgery-are you trying to put yourself back under

second, then shot him a frosty glare. "What

can do anything. Say that 'crippled' word again

acting like someone had just stomped

pride. That was the one word

even meant

it, he thought. Ludwik was wounded in a particularly sensitive spot, still healing, and probably couldn't stand any mention of

hath no fury

hard, looking at Whitney

But Whitney just looked

what was bothering him. She'd already learned the hard way-any mention of Being 'crippled' sent him into a

too.

him, he'd just

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