She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 676:

“Alright,” Lawrence said after a pause. “As long as you get Jacob to treat him, I’ll agree to anything.” He believed K wouldn’t trick him.

“Address?”

“I’ve emailed it to you. You’ve got twelve hours to get there, or it’s too late.”

“Okay.”

Freya ended the call.

Once she saw that the address was in Alerith, she grabbed her keys and headed out, calling Jacob as she drove.

When he saw her name, Jacob picked up with a lazy, half-asleep drawl, “Mina.”

“Where are you?”

“Alerith.”

“Help me save someone.”

“Alright.”

That was all.

Freya sent him the address and

the windows down during the

skin, keeping her focused,

wrong—especially if he’d been shot. But this time, she’d missed

leave, insisting he had things to do. Freya couldn’t quite untangle her feelings—guilt, remorse, worry—all tangled

it from her. But to her, none of

She’d already forgiven him.

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in her chest, she pressed harder on the gas, picked Jacob up, and drove toward the location Lawrence had

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

a sideways glance, he asked, “Who

didn’t bother

blinked, momentarily

Kristian Shaw?

until