She kept her eyes on the road as she spoke. “The rangers who found him said the fall wasn’t as bad as it could’ve been.” She replied.“His parachute helped slow down the fall, and though he sustained some injuries, he’ll be fine.” she added.“We don’t know the full extent yet,” she added. “But we will after we speak to the doctor, I haven’t spoken to him yet.”Xavier nodded, relief washing over him, but the worry never fully subsided. “Alright, let's go to him.”Quinn nodded silently as she drove them to the hospital, stepping on the brakes and pulling the car to a halt in front of the large medical center. Xavier followed her inside, his gaze lingering on the towering building before they approached the receptionist, who guided them to Kendrick’s ward.Inside, Xavier found his friend lying in the bed. Kendrick’s left leg was wrapped in bandages and suspended. He slept soundly, his chest rising and falling with each breath, as his mouth took in and exhaled air from the oxygen tube gen

The next day, they booked a flight and left the sunny shores of the Bahamas, heading back to the vibrant streets of Atlanta.As the car cruised through the city, Bridgette rolled down the window, letting the warm, lively air of Atlanta brush against her face. She inhaled deeply, a wave of nostalgia and joy washing over her. “I can't believe how happy I am to be back. I’ve really missed this place,” she said, her eyes glued to the blur of trees and houses speeding past.The air carried a sense of peace and familiarity, grounding her in a way she hadn’t felt in weeks.Lisa, sitting beside her, seemed to read her thoughts. She gave a knowing smile. “That was close, wasn’t it?”Bridgette let out a heavy sigh. “I’m just glad it’s all behind us now.”The vehicle eventually pulled up in front of the mansion’s towering gates. But instead of the familiar gesture to open them, the guards remained still.“What do you mean I’m not allowed access?” Bridgette’s tone was sharp as she leaned out of t

Her teeth clenched as she leaned closer, her voice dropping to a whisper. “I know Kendrick’s death wasn’t just an accident. It was a cold-blooded, calculated murder, and I will find out who did it. And when I do, I’ll make sure they rot in jail for the rest of their miserable lives!” She threatened, her jaw tightening as her words like arrows darted at breaking Xavier's cold demeanor also, it was fueled by a ferocious desire for justice for her beloved late husband. But as she glared into Xavier’s eyes, his expression remained impassive, his gaze impenetrable behind his glasses. He was unshaken.“Don’t go around spilling threats to your suspects,” Xavier said after a long pause, his voice cold and even. “Not everyone will sit back and wait for you to make the first move. A person who declares his plans to his enemy is as good as a dead man.” he spoke.His words stung, delivered with an unsettling calmness. He leaned in slightly, close to her ear, his tone dropping to a whisper. “Think

Maverick leaned back in his leather chair, the soft creak of the seat echoing in the silence of his study. His fingers tapped against the polished wooden armrest, his hand supported his head as his thoughts wandered to the courtroom show down awaiting him tomorrow. The case concerning his uncle had taken an unexpected turn in their favor. After a discreet meeting with the newly appointed judge—Maverick made sure his uncle's freedom was guaranteed. His lips curved into a smug smile. Tomorrow, the game would shift once again. * Bridgette carefully brushed mascara onto her lashes, her movements deliberate as she examined her reflection in the mirror. A touch of powder followed, evening out her complexion. Satisfied, she reached for her designer handbag, slung it over her shoulder, and turned to leave the room. Just as she approached the door, Lisa entered, nearly colliding with her. Lisa stopped abruptly, her sharp gaze narrowing as she stepped into Bridgette’s path. “What’s

With Lisa’s heart pounding as the nurse’s words echoed in her mind the second time."Pregnant. Bridgette was pregnant!"She blinked, trying to process the weight of that revelation. Of all the things that had happened, this was the most unexpected. She glanced at her best friend lying unconscious on the hospital bed, her face pale and damp with sweat.Lisa ran a shaky hand through her hair, glancing between Bridgette and the nurse. “Are you sure?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.The nurse gave a small smile. “Yes. The test results confirmed it. It’s still early, but she needs to take care of herself. Stress isn’t good for the baby.”Lisa swallowed hard, her mind reeling. How was Bridgette going to handle this? With everything going on Kendrick’s condition, the unanswered questions about his attack, this pregnancy would change everything.Just then, Bridgette let out a soft groan, her fingers twitching slightly. Lisa snapped back to the present, moving closer to the bed."