The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 192

Chapter 192: THE FAMILIAR DOCTOR

Abigail

"How much is the NYPD willing to pay for this kind of service?" Annette flashed a cheeky grin, her fingers dancing across the keyboard like lightning.

"Because my freelance rates just tripled after almost getting shot at a fancy gala. Hazard pay, baby."

"You didn’t even attend the gala. You only arrived like ten minutes ago," one of the officers surrounding us chuckled. We were in one of the rooms attached to the hall.

Officer Robin in all his finite wisdom didn’t want the crime scene left unattended to and so he insisted that instead of taking this issue to the police station, we would try to sort it out here because we were Sherlock Holmes.

Annie glanced at me, her eyes softening. I sat next to her behind the table where her laptop rested as she tinkered with the device and one of the cameras from the hall.

I tried to give her a smile, but it came out all shaky. My hands wouldn’t stop trembling no matter how hard I rubbed them up and down my arms. The cool night air drifting in from the open doors did nothing to chase the chill from my bones.

What if it had been me?

For one horrifying second after that gunshot, I had been absolutely certain the bullet was meant for me. I had thought that the people trying to bury my parents’ case had finally decided to silence me permanently.

My heart had slammed against my ribs so hard I thought it would burst out and bolt for the doors. Then I saw Richard Saxon drop to the floor, clutching his chest.

Guilt washed through me at the memory. I had been so relieved. Was that a bad thing? I was relieved that I wasn’t the one who got shot, but that only sounded like I was happy Richard had been hit.

I wasn’t. If anything, I was even more confused. I sighed, tugging the sleeves of Finnegan’s jacket around me and buried my face in the fabric, inhaling his scent. I wished he was here.

My mind drifted back to the way he had roared my name and seized me, frantically running his hands all over my body when we heard the gunshot.

He had been checking for wounds with pure panic in his emerald green eyes. I had never seen him like that before. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

I burrowed deeper into the sleeve, biting back a little smile. He had looked like he would be torn apart if it had been me that got shot instead, and that had a shiver running down my spine.

...You did this. You wanted to shut me up...

Richard’s accusations echoed in my head. They made zero sense, but why had Richard accused Finnegan so viciously?

He had looked so sure, so convinced as he fisted Finn’s suit and wheezed those words.

He thought Finn was the person trying to assassinate him? Finnegan hadn’t cared about escaping and had rushed to help him instead.

That was the kind of man he was. He would never assassinate anybody. Richard was just seeing things.

But Richard had called his name. Well, technically, Richard had mentioned the Wolfe surname. Finnegan wasn’t the only Wolfe capable of this.

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