The Cold Surgeon's Contract Bride novel Chapter 916

Smash! Officer West slammed her hand against the table and vaulted out of her chair.

At the exact same second, I finally managed to force a sound past my lips. "It's him!"

"Are you absolutely positive, Dr. Hayes?" Officer Sutton asked. He had been glaring through the glass, his face darkening with fury as Wade verbally assaulted his girlfriend. He had been a second away from storming in there.

Hearing my confirmation, he stopped in his tracks and looked back at me. "How do you know?"

"His voice." My fists were still clenched so tightly my skin was on the verge of tearing.

My throat was still raw, making every syllable an agonizing effort. It wasn't because I needed water—it was out of pure, unadulterated terror.

A terrifying, deeply familiar dread.

It was The Shadow Caller. The psychopath who had been tormenting me over the phone.

He had sent me those cryptic texts and called me just enough times that the cadence of his voice was branded into my memory.

It was undoubtedly him.

Even that sickening laugh was identical.

Just days ago, right before Ferris was struck, he had called me. He didn't speak—he just laughed exactly like that.

That chilling chuckle was an exact match for Wade Winston's mocking laugh.

The rat who had been lurking in the shadows, orchestrating our misery, was Wade Winston. I had zero doubts. He was the one!

I took a jagged breath, desperately trying to steady my racing heart. I pointed a trembling finger at the glass. "I'd recognize his voice anywhere. I'm absolutely certain. Officer Sutton, you have to break him."

Take him down!

Make sure he rots in a cell for the rest of his miserable life!