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Chapter 5

Word Count: 682    |    Released on: Today at 14:28

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as calm, unhurried, but it carrie

s head, his eyes widening when he recognized the face in the wi

d smoothly. He gave a slight no

ciency of trained killers. Before Kian could react, one of them grabbed his wrist, twisting it sha

struggling against the bodyguard's grip

e gravel, ignoring Kian entirely. He looked down at

ther. He slipped it into the pocket of his suit jacket. Then,

und," Julian ordered

ld Carmen that Kian had be

SUV. He climbed in beside her and shut the door. The

ulian told

the cabin, the air was cool and smell

g, but she could see the man sitting next to her.

e," she slurred, her

n the neighborhood," Julian rep

cked in. The weakness, the dizziness, the blurred vis

ning me. Something slow-acting. Chronic. I need a full to

nge of destination. NewYork-Presbyterian, VIP wing. And get Dr. Evans on the line. Tell him to

know your way around a medical emergency," he said quietly. It w

nserving her strength. The fog in her brain was thick, and a cold dread was

te today on a hunch, a calculated business move to probe a rival's weakness aft

remarkable wife to diagnose her own chronic poisoning and pres

e studied her with an intensity that made

ls, Mrs. Morrison," he said, his tone conversational but his eyes

parts. She couldn't talk her way out of this. The evidence

as cold and hard as his.

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