True Love Waits

Chapter 656 Wesley's Blair

While strolling to her apartment building, Blair thought about how she left Wesley alone in the hospital. She realized that it was a poor way to repay him, and he was as helpless as a kitten up a tree. The girl was considering paying him a visit when a man appeared out of nowhere.

The man wore a mask and a cap, and she couldn't see his face. She was startled for a moment, wondering if he was a bad guy.

She was about to run away when the man asked, "Are you Wesley's Blair?"

Blair was confused. "I'm Blair, and I know a Wesley. What's this about?"

Now that he had confirmed who he was talking to, the man looked around vigilantly before fishing something from his pocket and holding it out to her. "Please give this to him. It involves the lives of 128 people."

The man placed a micro-SD card in Blair's hand, and closed her fingers in a fist around it. Blair was more puzzled than afraid, and slowly opened her fingers, looking at the SD card in her hand. When she raised her head again, the man was gone.

She looked around, but only darkness met her gaze. She got goose bumps all over.

'This thing must be really important. I should probably call Wesley,' she thought, closing her fist around the SD card. She took out her phone, about to call Wesley, but her battery was dead. She had to turn around to hail a taxi; she decided to go to the hospital.

At this moment, she saw two men in masks approaching her out of the corner of her eye. Her gut instinct told her that something was not right. With that, she ran away as fast as her legs would take her. Like she thought, the two men ran after her as well.

Blair realized that they wanted the SD card. She had to find a place to hide it. There! The perfect spot!

At the hospital, Wesley had closed his eyes, deciding to surrender to sleep. Suddenly, his phone began to vibrate under his pillow.

It was a foreign number. Wesley saw no red flags, since he did get called to service from all over. He sat up in the bed and answered it.

"Wesley Li?" The person on the other end of the phone was using a voice changer, pitched extremely low, so Wesley couldn't tell if it was a man or a woman.

are?" Wesley

matter who I am. What matters is..." The person paused, and then a woman's shriek came from the other end. "You

she was in pain, or danger, or both. His hands balled into fists. "What do you want?"

no accident. Whoever it was waited until he was laid up in the hospital, and then

has something we're looking for. We asked her about it, but she won't talk. She's so

doesn't have it. I do. Come and get it!" Wesley spat. 'She got kidnapped because of me,'

out loud. "My people saw someone giving it to her. I guess he thought she'd

way to save her, ' he thought. "If you don't

"Wait!"

"What?"

If you don't come, she dies," the person threatened. Wesley's heart hurt at the thought of Blair suffering, but his voice was as calm as ever. "She's not my woman, but she's innocent. Just

other person laughed viciously. "Too late. Her bare feet are full of broken glass now. Blood's everywhere. God, what

are you?" Wesley

his men had brought him all new togs, as

needed love, because what paint it had worn away, and rot had blackened some of the timbers. Two men were guarding the door; they were apparently unarmed. Upon seeing Wesley, one of them yelled, "That's far

her pained state saw a familiar figure at the door. Just like when she had encountered the torrential flood on the South Mountain, the superhero in her heart came to her

determine if he had any weapons. When they were satisfied, the guy patting him down gestured to his buddy. His companion closed on Wesley, as the

Blair had seen Wesley fighting, at least for real. Weakened as he was from the coma and his injuries, he was still deadly. He charged one, and smashed him into the door frame. The thug collapsed in pain. The other gangster saw his chance, as Wesley's back was to him. But Wesley simply aimed a spinning backfist at him, and it hit the man

leaning against the wall, eyes shut. She had been at the hospital not long before, safe

with blood. The

was worse, her arms were limp at her sides. They must have done something

face as red as fired brick. Even his eyes were red as if he were going to explode. Fighting the urge to go

state of the house, some of them literally came out of the

her eyes again; she wanted to call out his name, but