No More Waiting, She Chooses Love

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.

I eventually decided to leave my room, contemplating knocking on Mrs. Clark's door. If Allen was behind this, she'd be my go-to. But since Allen

the 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, I forced myself to calm down, and that's when

answered almost immediately, as if he hadn't been sleeping. But there he was,

I said,

on pleasantries, knowing a late-night knock

from the night's chill or

out to steady me, "Come in, I'll

I couldn't catch every word, but heard snippets, "Check on Dustin's side, and

brief, authoritative call somehow settled my

sec," Conrad said,