The Stranger Behind My Orgasm novel Chapter 193

Chapter 193: CONNECTING THE DOTS

Abigail

The man in the white coat turned fully toward us, and my blood ran as cold as Antarctica.

"Holy smokes," Annette whispered, stumbling several steps back in shock. "How is he here?"

It was Gavin!

The same Gavin who had murdered Detective Cole. The same man who had tried to kill me. He was supposed to be rotting in prison. How the hell was he here, dressed as a doctor?

His eyes flared with pure rage the second they landed on me. "You," he hissed, his face contorting with anger. "You fucking pain in the ass. This doesn’t even concern you, you nosy bitch."

"Get away from him!" I snapped, digging my nails into my palm.

Beads of sweat dotted my forehead. The corridor behind me where Annette stood was eerily empty and silent. If we made some noise, how long did we have before he tried to kill us with the bloody injection?

And weren’t the police supposed to be guarding Richard? He was the victim of a crime.

"You can’t tell me what to do, Nikita," he spat, ripping the injection out of Richard harshly. A tiny stream of blood spurted out.

Annette screamed at the top of her lungs, making as much noise as possible. "Hey! What the fuck are you doing to him?! SECURITY! Someone call security! He’s trying to kill the patient!"

Gavin’s expression darkened further. "I’ll deal with you first, loudmouth," he snarled at Annette, then locked eyes with me. "Then I’ll finish what I started with the busybody bitch."

He stormed toward the door where I stood.

Annette and I stumbled backward in fear, scrambling out of the way and giving him space.

His eyes pinned mine as he stalked past, and he dragged his palm against his neck, making a killing sign before bolting down the hallway, shoving nurses and doctors out of his way.

I caught a glimpse of Finnegan rounding the corner just as Gavin barreled straight into him, nearly knocking him down.

"Finn!" I screamed.

Richard’s heart monitor suddenly went wild, the rapid, high-pitched beeping flooding the room as his vitals crashed.

Doctors and nurses rushed in, pushing us aside as they worked frantically on Richard. I stood frozen, trying to process everything.

Gavin had come here to finish the job that strange man started earlier, if he was the assassin.

Did that mean they were working together? Wait, hold up — my head felt like it was about to splinter into a million tiny fragments.

I clutched it, the noise around me blurring into muffled static while I tried to think. Gavin killed Cole and definitely worked for the people who wanted my parents’ case buried.

"Abigail."

If the man who had shot Richard was that strange dude who kept trying to sneak into Wolfe, then that meant they were working together. So whoever killed my parents was also targeting Wolfe?

"Abigail!" Finnegan’s voice cut through the haze of questions in my head. He towered over me, his hands gripping my shoulders and shaking me back to reality. "Hey, hey, look at me."

One of his large hands cradled the back of my head while the other glided down my back.

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