Chapter 693:

He cast a quick glance at Hadley beside him.

Hadley, ever the light sleeper, was already stirring, though her eyes remained closed.

“Answer it outside,” she mumbled.

“Alright,” Eric whispered, slipping out of the room with the phone pressed to his ear.

“Quentin, what’s the matter?”

“Mr. Flynn,” Quentin began, his tone apologetic as he relayed the night’s events.

“Your brother is running on fumes, and Mrs. Flynn insisted I call you. I’m sorry to disturb your rest.”

After hearing the tale, Eric rubbed his temples, a weary sigh escaping him.

“I understand. It’s no trouble. I’ll head over right away.”

Mr. Flynn,” Quentin

long, burdened breath. For his brother, for Linda, he knew

lingered—how would he explain this to

eased the bedroom door open and perched on the edge of the bed, hesitating

“Hadley…”

still facing away from him, her eyes shut,

we go back to sleep now? Turn off the

???

his voice tinged

to step out for a

she rolled over to face Eric, concern

“At this hour?”

Eric admitted, taking her hand gently, his tone

is caught in a bit of

Hadley asked, her worry

“Is he unwell?”

her face, Eric

holding steady, no

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