She was reassured by this thought.
That night, however, she had not been able to sleep well.
She did not know why, but she felt as if a stone had been pressed against her heart, and she was about to vomit.
Queeny was woken up in the middle of the night.
There was a sound of quick footsteps outside. She got out of bed and ran to the window to have a look.
The whole castle was ablaze with lights, and cars and people were rushing about outside in a hurry and a panic.
She looked at the time with a feeling of foreboding. It was just three in the morning.
At this time, Ella probably heard the noise and ran in from outside.
She was still in her nightgown, with only a thin coat over it.
Seeing her leaning over the window, Ella cried, “Miss Horton, how are you? Are you alright?”
Queeny turned to her with worried eyes. “What’s going on out there?”
Ella cried out, “I don't know. It seems that someone has dropped a bomb on the town and there will be a war!”
Queeny was stunned.
A war?
How was that possible?
Everyone knew this was Felix’s territory, and although the Dragon Club's regiment had been in decline for two years, it was not so much that it could be trampled on.
She raised her eyebrows and asked, “Where’s Felix?”
Ella looked as if she was about to cry. She said with a trembling voice, “I was just about to say that. I was woken up just now, and I heard that Mr. Bissel had come back and was badly injured, so I came in to look for you.”
Queeny was shocked.
She said in a ow voice, “Injured? When did this happen?”
“I don't know. I was just hearing it.”
“Where is he?”
“He has been sent back.”
As soon as Ella finished, the woman in front of her ran out.
Startled, she exclaimed, “Miss Horton, that wound on your leg...”
Queeny could not care less about her injuries at the moment.
All she could think about was Felix getting hurt.
He was badly hurt?
How could that be?
What happened to the security detail? Who would do that to him that fast?
Her heart was beating so fast that she was soon up the stairs of the main building.
Only then did she notice that the corridor on the second floor was full of people, not only Donald and Ford but even Irvin, who had gathered around the bedroom door.
She turned pale for a moment and walked over quickly.
“Where is he?”
Seeing her, Ford said respectfully, “He’s in the bedroom.”
Queeny was about to walk in when Irvin grabbed her.
Irvin looked deeply at her and said, “He was injured by a bomb. They came prepared, so he was badly injured this time. But don't worry too much. We've got the best doctors to operate on him. Since it was not safe to go to the hospital at this time, we had to find a makeshift operating room. Besides the doctor, Donald was in there looking after him. Don't panic. If you have to go in there, change your clothes first.”
He said, and had a sterile suit brought.
Queeny just put it on without thinking.
When she was fully dressed, she turned to Irvin and asked, “Is that all right now?”
Irvin nodded.
Ford, who was waiting at the door, let her in.
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