The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 912

It was the height of the holidays. Families were busy celebrating, and tonight of all nights was meant for gathering around the table. I had assumed the case would stall until well after the new year.

I certainly didn't expect progress—let alone such rapid progress. Barely two days after the precinct took over, they had already rounded up suspects.

The breakthrough filled me with a restless, burning anticipation.

I didn't even bother telling the others. I just tucked the blankets tightly around Ferris, pulled my coat close, and rushed out of the hospital.

But catching a ride on New Year's Eve was a nightmare. I stood shivering in the biting wind, staring at a ride-sharing app that showed zero available drivers. Stuffing my freezing hands and phone into my pockets, I decided to look for a rental bike down the block.

Even if I had to walk the entire way, I was getting to The 5th Precinct tonight.

"Mrs. Sterling!" Suddenly, tires screeched to a halt just a few feet away, followed by an urgent shout.

Thanks to Ferris's accident, the sound of braking cars gave me severe PTSD. I instinctively dove out of the way, only to realize the voice belonged to someone I knew.

I turned to see a tall, lean figure climbing out of the car. He was clutching a thick shawl and looking at me with deep remorse. "I'm so sorry. I was in a rush and startled you, Mrs. Sterling."

"Lewis?" I recognized him instantly as the Sterling family's driver. "What are you doing here?"

The family employed two drivers who took turns covering the holidays. This year, it was Lewis's turn to spend New Year's with his family. I had assumed he was already home.