No More Waiting, She Chooses Love novel Chapter 464

Stepping out of the detention center, my ears were ringing with Jefferson's rants.

Conrad was right; Jefferson was a roller coaster of emotions, swinging from manic highs to depressive lows.

Especially when he said, "Felicia, I can't stand being here. I need to get out., I'm innocent."

It hit me right in the feels.

No sooner had I stepped out than Conrad, who had been waiting for me, approached with quick strides.

He immediately noticed my pallor and quickly supported me, "You look terrible. Did Jefferson say something?"

Thinking of Jefferson's instructions, I told Conrad, "Get in the car, I'll explain on the way."

Jefferson had urged me to leave quickly, probably because the place was being watched by Club Q's informants.

He feared for my safety if I were spotted.

Conrad ushered me swiftly into the car and handed me a bottle of water, "Calm down first."

Ignoring the water, I blurted out, "Jefferson said he's been framed..."

I relayed Jefferson's words, and concluded, "He said those people are ruthless, we're not safe here..."

"Ah!"

My sentence was cut short by the sudden glare of headlights in front of us, followed by a violent shake of the car and the driver cursing loudly.

Conrad had already grabbed hold of me, looking around and then back.

I wasn't naive; I knew trouble was brewing.

But I hadn't expected it so soon, not even ten minutes after leaving Jefferson, and they were already making their move.

They were afraid of Jefferson spilling the beans, afraid we'd start digging.