Chapter 586 The Wrong Door

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Julia struggled to swipe the card at the door. Marie, limp as a ragdoll, hung heavily on her, and just as she reached out, Marie nearly slipped to the floor.

Julia caught her with both arms in a panic.

The hotel attendant, seeing their room was 808, used a master card to unlock the door for her.

“Thanks,” Julia muttered.

“Would you like help getting her inside?”

“I’ve got it. Go on,” she said, waving him off.

She hauled Marie in and let the door shut behind them. The city lights filtered through the windows, keeping the room from being completely dark. Without bothering to turn on the lights, Julia dumped Marie onto the bed.

On the phone, someone snapped, “Julia, have you left yet?”

“Yeah, yeah, I’m going now,” she replied, breathless. God, this was exhausting. Drunks were such a pain. She pulled the blanket up over Marie and headed back out.

As she passed the bathroom, she didn’t notice someone inside.

The moment the door shut behind her, Derrick stumbled out, woozy, his skin burning like fire.

His temperature was off. His body was reacting in a way that left no doubt–this wasn’t normal.

He grabbed his phone and dialed Kale with what little clarity he had left.

“Yes, Mr. Derrick?”

“Get a doctor to Spirit Pub. I think I’ve been drugged.“.

his body. He knew exactly what this was.

help could arrive, what little restraint

dream that

repressed burst to the surface. All his buried frustration,

back as she always did.

they were still

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The next morning.

the

Elena doing checking Stella

didn’t answer. Just took the

It was already nine–thirty and Stella still wasn’t up.

Her expression darkened.

You couldn’t control yourself? You know her

she knew what Elena had checked. She wasn’t stupid. And now she was annoyed–she’d

of milk. “I

of thing, once you lose control, what’s

Her temples throbbed.

to the

“Yes, sir.”

Stella’s meal, which she’d left

directly from her hands

“Seriously,” Evelyn muttered.

Mr. Abraham always knows what he’s

exploded. If she heard the words knows what he’s doing one more time,

burst.

of having it under

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