More Than A Favor

A Favor 142

Ethan and Tessa had always treated me like family. The thought of suspecting them, even for a moment, filled me with guilt and unease.

Yet, Nora's hesitation-and her unspoken suggestion-planted a seed of doubt in my mind.

My heart felt like it was in freefall, plummeting from a towering height. Panic washed over me, but I forced myself to steady my thoughts.

"I have to," I whispered, more to myself than to Nora.

The more my suspicions grew, the stronger my determination became. I needed to find the truth-not just for my father's sake but also to clear Ethan of any potential involvement.

Nora, perceptive as ever, read the turmoil in my mind. She didn't try to stop me or argue. Instead, she offered quiet support. "I'm here for you," she said softly.

Her words carried weight, but they also revealed something else. Perhaps Nora had already drawn her own conclusions. But those were hers, not mine. I needed the truth, no matter how painful it might be. After leaving the emergency ward, I hailed a cab. As I waited, I spotted Ben lingering nearby, pacing as he spoke on the phone.

"Yeah," he said, his voice low but clear enough for me to hear. "She fiddled around with the screen. Said she was trying to play some music.'

A chill ran down my spine, despite the sun beating down on me.

It was disturbingly clear who Ben was reporting to. But why?

If there was nothing to hide, why would my actions in the car-even something as simple as touching the console-be worth reporting?

thoughts spiraled into chaos, and I

to Sky Sanatorium. I couldn't afford to waste time. If I delayed, I might

Sky Sanatorium was not an ordinary facility. As soon as I arrived, I

room number, please," one of the guards asked, his tone curt

Kramer-but I didn't know his room number. And even if I did, I couldn't risk using his name. If the

I said, "My family

public facility. We don't accept consultations

hidden meaning behind his words: this was an exclusive, heavily guarded place where outsiders weren't

lingered nearby,

to the gate. The window rolled down, and I immediately recognized the

who had led the group

to see Mr. Kramer," the man said, his voice

recognized him instantly and opened the gates without hesitation.

my suspicions. This man worked

connected to Alfred, then Alfred was undoubtedly the person Ashton had been investigating the one tied to

were too strong to ignore. Could Alfred also have been involved in my father's

hadn't even met Alfred yet, but the

unease.

returned home, my thoughts tangled in