Chapter 119
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“Well, Mr. Wood, you certainly keep remarkably close tabs on your driver. That’s quite something.” Zina remarked.
It was a seemingly innocuous comment, yet Andy’s face instantly paled, his entire demeanor shifting to one of extreme discomfort.
Even Andy’s gaze at Zina now carried a hint of something else–an emotion hard to pin down.
“Doctor.” Andy said, his voice a bit too solicitous, “why don’t you take a break? I’m concerned you might overexert yourself”
Andy spoke as he moved to the side table, personally pouring water for Zina,
After all this back–and–forth, Wade ended up being completely sidelined.
With her immediate work out of the way, Zina finally had a moment to herself. She tapped out a quick message on her phone, and only when a confirmation signal came through did the heavy knot of worry in her chest finally begin to unravel.
“Mr. Wood, it just occurred to me that I need to step out for a bit. He’s stable for now, but if anything changes, reach me immediately, Zina said.
“Doctor? Wait,” Andy exclaimed. He sprang up from his chair, his hand darting out to grab Zina’s sleeve.
Yet as Andy’s arm stretched out, it froze awkwardly mid–reach. Only then did it hit him–he had no excuse, no reason at all to stop her. Embarrassed, he could only let his arm harig there, stiff and suspended.
“What’s wrong?” Zina turned back, watching Andy’s flustered expression with growing amusement dancing in her eyes.
Even though Andy was clearly anxious, he forced an air of nonchalance. “N–nothing at all, he stammered. Just wanted to remind you to be careful on your way. Springvale isn’t quite like Jorvellan–things can get a bit dicey sometimes.
“Don’t worry. I’ll be fine. With that, Zina strode out without a backward glance.
The moment the hospital room door clicked shut, Zina distinctly caught an unmistakable, sinister glint in Andy’s eyes.
‘Couldn’t even hold back that long? Zina mused. “Things are about to get a lot more interesting.
Zina subtly smirked, a renewed lightness in her step as she walked out.
Outside the hospital, Chris stood ready at the entrance.
Spotting Zina, Chris perked up like an eager puppy finally seeing its master, his eyes glued to her every move.
“Boss, you finally made it out. I was about to lose my mind waiting here. Our team has already arrived–let me take you there now,” he reported.
With that, Chris held open the car door, and Zina slid inside.
After about ten minutes, Zina came to a stop in front of a deceptively ordinary club.
The club was a chaotic swirl of bodies–people jostling past each other as overlapping conversations buzzed nonstop,
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Pushing through the chaotic din of the outer club area, Zina moved deeper inside, where the air grew noticeably still, the raucous noise fading into eerie quiet.
The innermost area contained several seemingly private rooms, almost all of which were guarded.
Chris took the lead, finally coming to a halt before the innermost room.
Chris nodded to the guards, then pushed the door open and strode right in.
The moment the door opened, the figures inside snapped to attention in unison.
The men snapped to attention, roaring in unison, their voices crisp, “Welcome back, Boss.”
Thanks to the soundproofing on all the walls, the noise was barely audible outside.
Zina surveyed the operatives handpicked from the Base, her gaze finally lingering on a familiar face.
“Boss,” The man spoke up, his expression still bearing that familiar stubbornness, Whether it was the rigorous training or something else, he now carried himself with far more composure.
Zina gave a brief nod, acknowledging the assembled operatives,
Zina cleared her throat. Her gaze swept over the group before her, then her eyes hardened with resolve.
“I’ve summoned you all here for a critical mission, Zina announced, her tone commanding. “Are you fully prepared?*
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