Hannah stood there, stunned into silence.
ALL she could do was watch as her phone crashed to the ground, shattering into pieces.
With a deep breath, Hannah swallowed her anger and spoke firmly.
“Maloney, you owe me a new phone.”
Confusion clouded Maloney’s mind as he struggled to make sense of Hannah’s words. He gazed at her, wanting to reach out and ki*s her.
Drawing Hannah closer, Maloney leaned in for a ki*s, his heart racing with anticipation.
“Are you crazy?”
Hannah’s voice was low, her eyes narrowed as she gripped his neck firmly. “Don’t mess with me. I won’t hesitate to break your neck right here.”
A flicker of fear crossed Maloney’s face, his desire tempered by the gravity of Hannah’s threat.
Relenting, Hannah released her hold and took his arm. “Let’s get you out of here.”
As they approached the gate, they were met by the imposing figures of the Organization’s guards.
Despite recognizing Hannah, the guards barred their way. “No one’s leaving until we’ve sorted this out.”
“What do you mean?” Hannah’s brows knitted into a frown. “Are you implying that a son of the Pierce family orchestrated the attack?”
But the Organization’s guards remained steadfast, blocking any attempt t
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o leave. “The attacker is probably still inside. We’re keeping a tight watch; no one’s getting in or out.”
“Why are you so stubborn? He…”
Before Hannah could finish, a sudden force bore down on her, threatening to knock her off balance.
It was Maloney, his hand pressing firmly against Hannah’s shoulder, his warmth seeping through the fabric of her clothes.
“Quick! I can’t hold on much Longer.”
His body burning, he reached out to her, desperation evident in his eyes.
Impatience surged within Hannah; she grabbed Maloney’s sleeve, dragging him urgently toward her place.
Inside, a stash of medicine awaited, their only hope against impending danger.
Surveying Maloney’s fevered state, Hannah resolved to administer an injection directly, time too precious for gentler measures.
With determined strides, she towed Maloney, urging him to move faster.
At the door, Maloney, a mere shadow against the wall, struggled to remain calm, his face flushed crimson with fever.