The traffic outside the hospital had already backed up, horns blaring impatiently behind us.
For a moment, the noise blurred together—engines, shouting, camera shutters.
Then hospital security rushed in, forcing their way through the crowd.
The pressure around the car loosened slightly.
Jim seized the opening.
The car crept forward at first, inch by inch, before finally breaking free.
Then—he hit the accelerator.
The reporters scattered just enough to avoid being hit, their voices trailing behind us as we sped off.
No one actually dared to stop the car.
Third person POV
"Miss Kendra, I thought you said you’d arrange for me to leave the country. What’s happening now?"
Lucas Knight’s voice was low and tense as he spoke into the phone, pacing inside the cramped hideout.
On the other end, Kendra’s tone was strained.
"I’m trying. You have no idea how complicated things have become on my side. Just stay hidden for now and avoid the police. I’ll figure something out."
"That’s what you’ve been saying for months!" Lucas snapped, his patience finally breaking. "Ever since that last attack on Alicia Sinclair, the police have been hunting me down!"
His voice dropped, edged with fear.
"I’m not going to jail for this. If Mr. Blackwood finds out I was behind the car incident—and that night attack on Alicia—you think he’ll let me off?"
"Shut up!" Kendra’s voice cut through sharply. "Just shut up!"
She lowered her voice, but the anger remained.
"You knew the risks from the beginning, you willingly took the money. No one forced you into this. Don’t start acting like this is all on me."
Lucas clenched his jaw,"you never mentioned that the woman was connected to Mr Blackwood.if I had known she was his wife then I would’ve never...."He was cut off abruptly.
Then he froze.
A faint sound echoed from outside.
Footsteps.
His grip tightened around the phone.
"...Miss Kendra," he said under his breath, eyes fixed on the door, "I think someone’s here. I’ll call you back."
"Wait—"
But he had already hung up.
Silence fell.
Lucas moved cautiously toward the door, each step measured. He reached it slowly and leaned in, peering through the gap—
BANG!
The door was kicked open.
"Police! Don’t move!"
Armed officers flooded in, guns raised.
"Put your hands up!"
"On your knees!"
Lucas’s heart slammed against his ribs. Instinctively, he turned, searching for an escape—
But there was nowhere to run.
The room was already surrounded.
His shoulders sagged.
Slowly... he raised his hands.
This time, there was no escape.
And he knew Alexander would never let him off this time.
Especially if the incident from three years ago was dug up.
Alicia’s POV
After we’d put some distance between us and the hospital, Alexander’s expression remained cold.
He didn’t say a word.
I quietly sat beside him, unable to stop thinking about the reporters.
Something didn’t add up.
When we arrived earlier, everything had been calm. And yet, in such a short time, reporters had suddenly gathered as if they’d been tipped off.
Jim let out a quiet breath, the tension in the car easing only slightly.
A message chimed from Alexander’s phone.
He took it out, glanced at the screen his expression hardened slightly, before he typed a brief reply and slipping it back into his pocket.
I looked at him.
"Everything alright?"
"Yeah," he replied, his gaze softening as it flickered yearstoward me for a moment before returning forward.
I didn’t press further.
A few minutes later, another notification sounded.
This time, he didn’t even look.
I could guess who it was.
Most likely Kendra.
The car drove into the underground parking lot of Blackwood Dominion Enterprises and came to a stop in front of the private elevator. Jane was already waiting, a file in hand.
"I have something to take care of," Alexander said suddenly. "You go up first."
My hand paused on the door handle.



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