19: Can’t Trust
ELIJAH
“Please hurry. I think–I think I’m going to die. It’s getting very hard to breathe. I can’t breathe, Elijah!” Nixie shouts, and breathes loudly.
Nixie’s body has weakened significantly due to the amount of wolfsbane injected into her by the Sandmoon pack when she was held captive. The doctor strictly advised that she stay in bed rest and have emotional support because of the trauma she went through.
“I will,” I close the mind–link, not letting her say another word, and also turn my phone on silent mode. She will keep calling me, but I don’t have the time to be her emotional support at the moment.
I turn my attention to the lady who seems firm on not revealing the
identity of the one behind this plan. “This is the last time I’ll ask you politely, Miss-” my eyes dip to the nametag on her blazer, “Miss. Edna. If you don’t answer, there are other ways I can use, and trust me, you won’t like them.”
The receptionist gulps, “P–please. Let me go. I–I don’t know anything, It’s not my fault.”
“We will let you go. All you have to do is tell the truth,” Joshua speaks. up this time.
Edna’s eyes brim with tears, and her face has lost all its color. She looks at us, and for a few seconds there is only silence. The girl behind her looks equally clueless, and I can tell by everyone’s reactions that other than Edna, no one else has any idea regarding the deletion of the records.
“Look, we are not blaming you, and you won’t be subjected to any trials. You are safe. We just need you to coordinate with us,” Irene says. in a gentle tone, and slowly moves closer to Edna. “So, just-
Irene doesn’t get to complete her sentence as Edna turns on her heels and shoves the other girl behind her, then makes a run towards the left
hallway.
“Shit!” Irene runs after her, followed by Joshua.
Drake catches the girl who was shoved aside, and she thanks him.
+15 BONUS
I grit my teeth, and my fist connects with the desk, the sound of the hard material cracking making the passersby gasp. Fuck! This is all my fault!
If I had the decency to trust Rena for once and run a background check on the clinic, then this wouldn’t have happened. I fucked up everything!
My knuckles turn red from the slamming, and I run my hand through my unkempt hair. It’s useless to go after Edna since I think I know who is behind this. It’ll just be a matter of time before the person behind this plan starts to show his claws.
After a few minutes, the clinic returns to its normal state, and I send some money to the hospital administration to get the damaged desk, changed. Two of my men interrogated the other staff in the office, and) none of them had any idea regarding this matter. Only Dr. Shalini had something to say about Rena’s tests since she’s the one who prescribed Drake and Dory to run a USG test on her in the clinic. She even showed me the prescription. Rena had passed out in the packhouse, and I was
not even aware of it.
What kind of man am I if I didn’t even try to know what my mate was going through?
Irene strides into the clinic office and slumps into the chair beside us. Edna just vanished–like poof! Girl took classes from Hogwarts,” she comments, taking a sip of water from her bottle.
I stare at the smooth surface of the table and ask, “Where’s Joshua?”
“He’s still looking. Sent Derek, Noah, and Bryan to search–for her. She must have seen this coming,” Irene replies, her gaze shifting to me. There’s that look in her eyes. She wants to say something but is
holding back because it’s not the right place and someone might hear
- us. This incident has revealed one thing for both her and me-
We can’t trust anyone, not even our own people.