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Chapter 178: Knock Before Dawn
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His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 180: Flight to Nigeria
Sarah forced herself to regain composure.Her fingers were still wrapped around her phone, the message glowing on the screen like a live wire.‘You think you’re untouchable? … My eyes’ on you.’For a second, she allowed herself one slow inhale. Then another.She tapped the screen, exited the message, and locked the phone. The black screen reflected her face back at her, calm, controlled, unreadable.“Get a grip,” she muttered under her breath.She walked back to her seat at the boarding gate and sat down, crossing her legs neatly. Her back straightened. Her shoulders squared.From the outside, she looked like a composed businesswoman waiting for her flight.Inside, her thoughts were racing.Call James.No. He would panic.Call the police.And say what? That someone sent a threatening text from an anonymous number? It would become a report filed and buried.She dismissed both options.Instead, she scrolled to her home contact and pressed call.The housekeeper picked almost immediately.
His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 179: Eyes on You
“Okay, now you need to calm down,” Sarah said, tightening her grip on the phone as she stepped away from the kitchen counter. She could hear the tension in James’ breathing from the other end of the line. “Melissa is fine and she’s getting ready for school. What’s going on?”James released a breath, long, heavy, shaky. The kind that carried too much inside it. He began narrating what just happened at his apartment. About the police visits and Tiana’s escape case.Sarah listened without interrupting. She walked slowly toward the living room window, pulling the curtain slightly aside and staring out at the quiet compound. Her face remained composed, but her mind was alert.When he finished, there was a brief silence.“That’s not my concern,” she said, brushing it off as though she was discussing a distant news story.“It becomes your concern if she shows up there,” James said quickly. His voice sharpened. “Tiana is dangerous and can be unpredictable. You should get security for yourself
His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 178: Knock Before Dawn
James woke to a persisted knock downstairs.He groaned and rolled over in bed, squinting at the digital clock on his bedside table. 6:12 a.m.Who knocks like that by this hour?Another knock. Persistent. Authoritative.He sat up fully now, rubbing his face. His head still felt heavy from the night before, though he hadn’t drunk enough to lose control. Just enough to think too much.The knock didn’t stop.“I’m coming!” he muttered under his breath.He swung his legs off the bed, slipped into a T-shirt and joggers, and moved downstairs. The house felt even emptier in the early morning quiet. No staff. No movement. Just him and the echo of his own footsteps.The knock sounded again just as he reached the door.He unlocked it and pulled it open.He froze.Three uniformed police officers stood at his doorstep.And in front of them was Caleb Pearce.Caleb adjusted his jacket slightly and flashed his badge with a small, almost awkward smile. “Detective Caleb Pearce.”James stared at him, eye
His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 177: Scandal and Consequences
The news broke just before noon.“Convicted Businesswoman Escapes Police Custody.”The headline flashed across every major platform. Within minutes, the story was trending. Photos of Tiana from court appearances resurfaced. Old footage of the warehouse incident was recycled. Analysts dissected the timeline. Speculation exploded.In her office, Sarah stood frozen in front of the mounted television screen.The news anchor spoke rapidly, summarizing what little information authorities had released. Hospital transfer. Police escort scheduled. Empty room discovered. Investigation ongoing.Sarah’s fingers tightened around the remote.She lowered herself slowly into her chair, eyes fixed on the screen.Tiana had escaped.Her mind moved quickly—security, children, media, reputation.James.She reached for her phone but stopped herself. Her office door knocked lightly.“Ma’am?” her assistant peeked in. “The board meeting in fifteen minutes.”Sarah straightened, her expression already composed.
His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 176: Old Friends, New Alarms
James jerked up from his seat so fast his stool almost tipped over, the legs scraping sharply against the floor."Pearce!" he exclaimed.Caleb stood too, though not nearly as smoothly. His balance wavered for a precarious moment, one hand reaching out to steady itself against the counter, before he righted himself with the dignity of a man pretending the stumble hadn't happened.They grabbed each other's hands firmly, a reunion's laughter breaking through the heavy residue of tension that had been sitting over James like a low cloud since he walked in.The handshake evolved naturally, inevitably, into a tight embrace, both men thumping each other's backs with the unrestrained force of people who had once been young together and are surprised to find the feeling hasn't entirely left them."It's so great to see an old classmate again," James said, pulling back but keeping his grip on Caleb's shoulders, studying the face in front of him the way you study a familiar road after years of ta
His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 175: Whiskey, Regret and Ghosts.
The next evening, the bar lights were dim enough to hide shame but bright enough to expose loneliness.James sat at the far end of the counter, away from the crowd, away from the kind of noise that had nothing to do with him. He had chosen the spot deliberately, tucked into the corner where the light barely reached and no one had reason to look twice.The third glass of whiskey rested in his hand, half full, his fingers gripping it the way a drowning man grips something that cannot actually save him.He stared at the ceiling as though Sarah's face was written across it as though if he looked long enough and hard enough, something up there might give him an answer he hadn't already turned over a hundred times in his own mind."Sarah, how else do you want me to prove myself?" he muttered, his voice low but trembling with emotion he had no other outlet for.The bartender glanced at him briefly, caught the look in his eyes, and said nothing. Some men you leave alone. James was clearly one
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