Left Me With Walls, Wheels, and Wounds 271

Chapter 271 That's Daylight Robbery!

Freya had just shut down her laptop and was about to freshen up when her phone buzzed to life.

She glanced at the screen-Lawrence. With a sigh, she answered, “Hello.”

Her voice caught Lawrence off guard for a beat.

To him, the voice sounded somewhat familiar.

"K?" he asked, as he always did.

"It's me," Freya replied flatly.

"I got the email you sent." Lawrence didn't bother with pleasantries. He cut straight to the chase. "Meeting's fine. You pick the time and place. But I need a favor first-hope it's not too much trouble."

From what Lawrence knew of K, she was never the type to sugarcoat things.

She didn't play games, didn't lure anyone into traps, which was why he didn't hold back.

In the past, Freya would've agreed without a second thought.

But knowing Kristian had a deal with Lawrence, she simply said, "Go ahead."

"There's a guy here-he's got a bullet lodged near his heart and a raging fever. Doctors are hesitant to operate,* Lawrence said briskly. "Can you reach out to the doctor Jacob Prescott and ask for his help? Of course, you can

name your price." Lawrence tacked on.

Freya froze. A gunshot? A fever?

At once, Kristian's face flashed through her mind.

Her thoughts flew back-leaping off the cliff, their rushed parting, Brendan's gun raised and firing.

She'd been boarding the yacht, and when the shot rang out, Kristian had seemed to stumble toward her. She hadn't thought much of it then-just assumed the yacht had rocked beneath them.

Looking back now, that must have been him reacting to the bullet Brendan fired. The memory looped relentlessly in her mind.

When she'd asked if he was alright, he had casually steered the conversation away-and borrowed a coat from

Lawrence.

Kristian, of all people, borrowing a coat? He was too particular for that. Unless- he'd wanted to hide something.

And suddenly, all those overlooked moments surged back with clarity.

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on the yacht than

a beat, heard only silence, and tried again, "K?

said evenly. "When I ask for something, you'll have

this now? Was

She wanted Kristian safe more than Lawrence

first. Without it, even if Kristian recovered, Lawrence might still drag

as you

believed K wouldn't

"Address."

it to you. You've got twelve hours to get there, or

Freya ended the call.

address was in Alerith, she grabbed her keys and headed

with a lazy, half-asleep drawl,

"Alerith."

"Help me save someone."

"Alright."

That was all.

the address and sped

windows down during

keeping her focused, reminding her how easily

crisis.

Kristian had a fever, she'd have known something was

time, she'd

he'd kept pushing her to

feelings-guilt, remorse, worry-all

from her. But

She'd already forgiven him.

that storm of emotions tightening in her chest, she pressed harder

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the location Lawrence

in his own way-or more precisely, he was a lethargic-looking

hair and a sideways glance, he

Shaw." Freya didn't bother

blinked, momentarily

Kristian Shaw?

his memory until the name

"Yes."

"Standard fee-he pays."

pays,"

calls earlier, connected the dots

"Fine."

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