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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she'd thought he looked paler on the yacht than he had on the cliff. She'd

a beat, heard only silence,

I ask for something, you'll have

hesitated. What was this now? Was

didn't push. She wanted Kristian safe more than Lawrence

that guarantee first. Without it, even if Kristian recovered,

said after a pause. "As long as you

K

"Address."

to you. You've got twelve hours to get

Freya ended the call.

saw that the address was in Alerith, she grabbed

name, Jacob picked up with a lazy,

"Alerith."

"Help me save someone."

"Alright."

That was all.

the address and sped

windows down

her focused, reminding her how easily composure could slip in

crisis.

a fever, she'd have known something was wrong- especially if he'd

this time, she'd

her to

her feelings-guilt,

it, why he'd hidden it from her. But to her,

She'd already forgiven him.

tightening in her chest, she pressed harder on the gas, picked

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the location

was striking in his own way-or more precisely,

sideways

Shaw." Freya didn't

momentarily

Kristian Shaw?

searched his memory until

"Yes."

"Standard fee-he pays."

Haynes pays,"

of calls earlier, connected the

"Fine."

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