Chapter 770

"Everything's cool except, well, I'm the one getting the cold shoulder!" Allen was still cracking jokes, even in a situation like this. Despite his usual lack of seriousness, it was clear he had no clue about Fanny's situation.

If it wasn't him, then who? Dustin, maybe? At this point, they were all in the same boat. If it wasn't one, it had to be the other.

"Listen, Allen, I've told you before, don't mess with my people, or you know there'll be hell to pay," I warned him, with the same intensity I'd defend Ernest.

Allen scoffed, then let out a string of expletives, "Felicia, are you trying to play me?"

I shot back, just as sharp, "Whether it's you or one of your guys, you better make sure Fanny gets back safe."

I hung up without waiting for his reply, knowing well enough my words would hit home. But still, it did little to ease my worry. Now, I was at a loss. Ernest was gone, Jefferson had retired. The two people who could have helped were out of the picture.

my go-to. But since Allen denied it, I couldn't bother her.

roof, my thoughts scrambled. This was a level of worry I hadn't even felt when Ernest left, showing just how much Fanny meant to me. Holding my head in my hands,

as if he hadn't been sleeping. But there he was, hastily dressed, telling me he had been

you," I said, trying to keep

up?" He didn't waste time on pleasantries, knowing a late-night knock

I couldn't hide my shiver, whether from the night's chill or fear, I

even sharper. He reached out to steady me, "Come in,

go as understanding my hesitation From the doorway, he made his call. I couldn't catch every word, but heard snippets, "Check on Dustin's side, and his people

brief, authoritative call somehow

you back, wait a sec," Conrad said, adjusting his

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