Chapter 232
Author: Youngblood
last update2025-11-16 15:24:42

The drive to Wilfreda’s and Helsin’s felt endless as Chance didn’t remember running down the stairs of his building. He didn’t even remember bursting into the parking lot or how hard he slammed the door of his car. All he remembered was the hammering in his chest and the desperate chant running through his mind over and over:

Please let them be safe. Please let me not be too late. Even if he wasn’t sure yet whether they were safe, and that he was the one who was probably overthinking, he could almost tell that all wasn’t well, and that he had to hurry as fast as he could.

It was unusual for Wilfreda to have left the call the way she did, and most unsettling was the fact that the head of security personnel wasn’t answering his phone either.

He took the corners too fast. Ignored traffic lights. His grip on the steering wheel was so tight his knuckles whitened. Every second felt like it was dragging him deeper into dread.

The moment he screeched to a stop in front of Helsin and Wilfreda’
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