I Am The Luna (Moonlight Muse) novel Chapter 412

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ADRIANA: Is that option to have your Doctor Luna help us, still open? Ada’s getting worse. If yes, here’s the address… 

I frown, glancing at the address. It’s not too far, but it does look like some sort of block of flats. Keeping my eyes on the laptop screen, I slip my phone back into my pocket. I don’t plan to let them know if I will be showing up or not – just in 

case. 

I know Valerie will not have an issue with it, but I still plan to fill her in beforehand. I look at the screen, forty–seven percent downloaded and another four minutes… 

It feels like years as time passes slowly. 

Three minutes… 

I glance at my watch. Come on… 

Two minutes…. 

There’s less than twenty–five percent left to d******d when suddenly the screen flashes red. 

Fuck. 

I pull out the memory stick, cutting the internet connection as fast as possible. I don’t know how much important information I have missed out on, but I can’t risk it. If there’s even a small chance that they realised someone had managed to infiltrate their database, they may take precautions and I can’t afford to lose them again. 

Any information I’ve retrieved will be something I will show to the Supernatural Council, and if they do nothing… then I will release every damn thing I have in my possession online and let it wreak havoc. 

Standing up, I pull back the bedding, punching the pillow a few times to look like someone has slept there. 

Grabbing my things, I scan the room, making sure I’ve gathered everything before I leave. Luckily, the woman is on the phone, and I drop my key there. 

“Hey wait, can I get your number?” she whispers with urgency covering the mouthpiece. 

“I got to run,” I say, not sparing her a glance. Getting out, I make my way back to 

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the car and get in, tossing my bag into the passenger seat. 

Driving away, I take off my cap and hoodie and put on a leather jacket. Parking the car where I picked it up from, I walk down the road to my own truck, tossing my bag in and getting in, I drive away. 

Now to get home and check exactly what I managed to get and do a full check on the hospital staff. 

It’s past six and I’m leaning against my bike outside the hospital entrance. Yeah, I’m a little early, but a part of me might just be hoping that twat who thinks he can hit on my girl shows his face. 

I glance at my watch, keeping an eye on the entrance, when I see Valerie step out with a man. He’s talking to her animatedly, wearing a brown smart coat. 

Don’t tell me this is the doc… I almost smirk but hide it. Maybe a couple weeks ago I might have thought that they are a good match, but they aren’t. We’re perfect for one another and my girl definitely prefers a bad boy over a good boy.