CHAPTER 388
Author: R. AUSTINNITE
last update2026-03-07 23:40:58

Sean adjusted the silk robe, his movements measured to avoid jarring his taped ribs. "I’m fine, Abrill. I’ve had worse than a rogue cop with a chip on his shoulder."

Abrill wasn’t convinced.

She stood at the foot of the bed, her eyes tracing the heavy bandages visible beneath the charcoal fabric.

"And Fowler? What happens to him? I can have my legal team bury him so deep he’ll forget what sunlight looks like."

"No," Sean said, his voice dropping into a cold, clinical tone. "I’m taking him to c
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