Chapter 241 It’s Not Her
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Eric’s felt a wave of unease crash over him. His grip on the phone tightened. “Linda, where are you?”
“I… I don’t know…” Her voice trembled, laced with fear and barely contained sobs. “Eric… I don’t know where I am. It’s dark, and-” A choked breath. “I’m scared!”
“Stay put! I’m coming. Quentin is searching too–just don’t move, do you hear me?”
After hanging up, he slammed his foot on the gas pedal, the engine roaring as he tore through the streets, heading straight for the west side of the city.
“Mr. Flynn!”
By the time Eric arrived, Quentin had already located Linda’s car. But something was wrong. The car door was wide open. And Linda was nowhere in sight.
Eric’s eyes scanned the dark surroundings, his pulse quickening. She wouldn’t have gone far. Maybe she stepped out for air and lost her way.
“We need to search the area,” Eric said, his voice firm. “She should be close by.”
Quentin nodded. “Understood. Mr. Flynn, let’s stay in contact.”
“Right.”
The road ahead was desolate, the darkness stretching endlessly. With barely any streetlights, Eric had to rely on his phone’s flashlight to cut through the thick shadows.
“Linda!” His voice echoed into the night. “It’s Eric! If you can hear me, answer me!”
He trudged forward, his footsteps crunching over the frozen ground. The further he went, the more
treacherous the mountain path became. The sleet stung his face, his visibility reduced to almost nothing.
Then–his phone buzzed. Quentin.
He quickly answered, “Hello?”
“Mr. Flynn, we found Miss Harris. She’s injured, but-” A brief hesitation. “She refuses to come with me. She
won’t budge. We need you here.”
Eric exhaled sharply, rubbing his temple.
“Where are you? I’ll be there–hold on.”
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Just as the call ended, his phone rang again. Another call?
A sharp gust of wind suddenly blew past him, carrying ice and snowflakes straight into his eyes. He wires. instinctively squeezing them shut
His footing slipped. The phone new from his grasp, crashing against the frozen earth.
Eric’s breath caught as he watched its light flicker a few feet away. It was still finging
Who could it be?
Hadley?
inches away from it but the phone was still out of
Eric cursed under his breath, frustration curling in his gut. But then,
once more.
against his ribs. His mind raced.
she in trouble? Had something happened? If she needed him, if she was hurt,
clenched at the thought.
his muscles, he lunged forward, stretching his arm as far as it
for purchase, but the
tumbled down the
sleep and wakefulness when the
silence.
would be calling
Joy?
the screen, she glanced at the
ran through her, snapping her further awake. After the exhausting chaos of the night, could she not get even a moment’s rest?
her chest, she sighed and
“Hadley!”
his tone hit her before his words did. “Mr. Flynn is injured–it’s bad. He’s being rushed to
before she could respond.
frozen, the phone still pressed to her ear.
be injured? And seriously injured? Her mind raced with possibilities, each one
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back the covers and shot out
staircase, a pair of headlights flashed through the window.
ride to the hospital was a
had already gotten there, waiting
called, her voice tight. She rushed
Ernest said with a sigh. “The doctors did an initial check–Eric’s
exhaled, nodding slightly.
didn’t comfort her. Not
of his injuries? Broken bones?
she could ask, the door to the trauma center swung open, and a doctor stepped out. Ernest was on his feet
to the
trauma
force press against her chest.
His jaw tightened, his decision immediate. “Understood. I’ll sign the
you do everything you can.”
nodded. “We’ll do our
necessary paperwork was signed, and Eric was wheeled out of the trauma room and
feeling settled in her stomach as she and Ernest
reached out and gave her shoulder a reassuring pat.
His voice was calm, unwavering. “Eric will be fine. The doctor said
her throat dry. “I know, Ernest,” she murmured. Her hands were tightly clasped in her lap, her knuckles pale. “I’m
Flynn. He wouldn’t let anything happen to his brother. He had the resources, the best doctors, modern medicine–Eric would survive. And yet,
an
eyes scanning the room, but Hadley quickly realized–he hadn’t come just for Eric. Linda
was here too.
to read the situation instantly. He stood, straightening his coat. “Hadley, I’ll leave Eric to you,” he
a fraction of a second
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