Goodbye Saintess. novel Chapter 9

Half an hour later, Hera received the report she had been waiting for.

Morgan: [I found it. There hasn't been any fire in Astergard recently, but there's a wildfire in the mountains west of here. Reports say many firefighters from nearby towns have died trying to contain it, which is why Mr. Grimwald and his team were sent to assist.]

Hera's face turned pale as she sprang from the bed. She trembled, her fingers shaking so violently that typing a reply became a struggle.

Hera: [What is the current situation? Any casualties on his team?]

Her emotions blurred into a suffocating haze. All she felt was a choking grip from this unknown fear.

Morgan: [I'm not sure. No reliable updates yet. The wildfire is reportedly coming under control. Ms. Bishop, I'm confident Mr. Grimwald will be fine.]

Hera closed her eyes, helpless. Only she knew Sebastian had shut off his phone long ago. She feared the tone in his farewell letter hinted he might have accepted this mission with a death wish.

She reopened her eyes and texted Morgan.

Hera: [Understood. Thank you. Send me the wildfire's location. I'm going there.]

No matter their personal troubles, Sebastian remained her legal husband. She had the right to see him—alive or dead.

Morgan: [Yes, ma'am. By the way, Mr. Castle made a reservation at a fine dining restaurant for tonight. He thought you had been too busy to answer his texts. Should I inform him?]

Hera made one of her fastest decisions.

Hera: [Tell him to cancel it. I have urgent business tonight.]

Morgan: [Understood.]

Even after the call ended, Hera's nerves did not settle. She could hardly wait for Morgan to send the location. Soon, she found herself speeding west on the freeway. Five minutes later, Morgan sent the coordinates with a warning to be careful.

Hera didn't respond. She pressed the accelerator harder as her car raced forward.

"You better not be dead, Sebastian. You can't just end this without a clear reason. I won't allow it," she muttered.

The GPS estimated the trip would take an hour, but Hera arrived in 40 minutes. Anxiety tightened with every mile. Even from afar, she smelled smoke.

As she approached, the charred forest floor and blackened trunks came into view. Soot and ash covered the ground. She could almost picture Sebastian's fate.

Hera held her breath and pressed the pedal deeper.

Finally, she reached the end of the road. She stepped out, her eyes darting nervously among the firetrucks and campsites. A few uniformed figures hurried about.

'This is it!' she thought and strode toward it.

A few steps in, Hera heard people crying inside a tent. Her heart skipped a beat as she quickened her pace.

'I'm here now, Sebastian. You better be alive,' she thought, her worry tightening her chest.

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