LOGINEmily stood up, her legs nearly giving out. Richard caught her arm to steady her, but she pulled away, stepping toward the doctor alone."Doctor?" she whispered.The doctor offered a small, tired smile, which was the first piece of light Emily had seen in hours."She’s a fighter, Mrs. Dawson," the doctor said. "We were able to flush the caustic agent out of the tissue before it reached the bone. The necrosis was caught just in time. We’ve stabilized her vitals, and the anaphylaxis has subsided."Emily let out a breath she seemed to have been holding since the moment she saw the assassin's lifeless body on the floor. She slumped forward, her hands covering her face as she began to cry, not out of pain, but out of pure, raw relief."So she's... she's going to be okay?" Richard asked, stepping forward."She’s going to have a long road of recovery for the arm, and we need to monitor her for any secondary reactions," the doctor cautioned, "but yes. She’s out of danger. She’s resting in the
The bathroom door swung open, the click of the latch drowned out by Jems’s agonizing shrieks. Emily stepped out, drying her hands on a paper towel. The tired smile on her face vanished the instant she saw the nightmare unfolding."Jems? Jems!" Emily’s voice rose to a panicked pitch.She saw Derick hovering over her daughter, his hands trembling as he tried to hold Jems still. Then her eyes tracked to the floor, where the assassin lay lifeless."Derick, what happened? What did she do to my baby?!" Emily rushed to the other side of the bed, her face turning pale the moment she looked at Jems’s arm. The skin around the injection site was no longer pale; it was mottled and swollen, the veins turning a dark, angry black as if ink were being pumped through them."She injected her with something... some kind of caustic," Derick gritted out, his eyes darting between the door and the dead assassin. "I couldn't stop her in time, Emily. I’m sorry, I..."Jems let out a choked, wet sob, her eyes u
Derick was outside talking with the officer.“They found Don Emilio’s safe house?” Derick asked, surprised.“The whole team already left an hour ago,” the officer said.“This is such great news,” he said with a heavy sigh of relief. “I really hope they are able to get him this time because that man is truly devious.”“I’m a hundred percent sure they will,” the officer replied.“Let’s not keep our hopes up,” Derick cautioned.Red and blue lights blinked through the night as the convoy of unmarked police cars pulled up quietly near the gates of Don Emilio's mansion. One by one, sirens were cut, replaced by silence and tension thick in the air.“Kill the lights,” Captain Miller ordered in a low voice.Engines hummed low as the task force spread out, weapons drawn, boots crunching softly against gravel. The mansion loomed ahead: no guards at the gate, no lights in the windows."Breach!" Miller whispered.The front door gave way with a single kick, and the team flooded the foyer. Flashligh
Emily’s eyes flew open as she jolted awake.“Jems... Jems, I need to see her,” Emily cried, trying to scramble out of bed. The nurse quickly moved to stop her.“Ma’am, you need to rest,” the nurse said, trying to calm her, but Emily wasn’t listening.“My daughter is in danger! That’s why I need to go to her!” Emily’s voice broke as she struggled.“I’ll go get her for you, okay?” the nurse promised.“No, she’s unwell. I’ll go to her,” Emily insisted, still fighting to get up.“I promise to let you see her, just give me two minutes,” the nurse said. She hurried out to find Richard.“My love!” Richard called out as he ran into the room, pulling Emily into a tight hug.“Richard... Jems is not safe,” Emily sobbed. “He’s coming. I don’t think he’ll ever leave our daughter alone.” She broke down into heavy tears.“I’m confused, love. What are you talking about?” Richard asked, cupping her face in his hands.“He called... he said... he said he’d send her lifeless body to us,” Emily gasped, we
Richard sprinted through the hallway as he made his way to Emily’s room.“What happened?” Richard demanded, barging the door open.“Shhh, the doctor said not to disturb her,” Ethan whispered, escorting Richard back out into the hall.The moment they were outside, Richard rushed over to Nana. “How’s Emily? How’s the baby? Are they okay?” Richard asked, gripping her shoulders with a terrified look on his face.“Yes, yes, she’s fine. You don’t have to worry,” Nana said, leading Richard toward a bench.“No... don't tell me not to worry,” Richard said, pulling away from her. “She collapsed. There’s a baby inside of her, so what if something had happened to her or my child?”“I had no idea she was pregnant,” Ethan said. “But she’s fine. The doctor already said she’s okay.”Richard let out a heavy sigh of relief and sank onto the bench.“But Richard, you took a long time for someone who only went out to get a mug,” Ethan said.“And you look like you were dressed by a ten-year-old,” Josh adde
Knock, knock, knock.“Come in,” Ethan said.A middle-aged Black man entered carrying a garment bag. “Good morning, Mr. Reynolds. Your new suit is here.”Ethan took the suit and went into the bathroom. He changed quickly and came out.“Get well soon,” he said to Jems as he turned to leave.“Ethan, wait,” Jems said in a low voice.He paused.“Thanks for yesterday. I’m really grateful,” she said, avoiding his eyes.“It’s nothing. If I saw a stranger in the same state, I would have done the same thing,” Ethan said before walking out.“Yeah, we’re no different from strangers,” Jems whispered the moment the door closed.Down in the lobby, Emily and Nana met Josh at the reception desk. He was asking about Jems, holding a bouquet of roses and a basket of fruits.“Mr. Josh,” Emily called out with a smile.“Mrs. Dawson, how are you doing?” Josh asked as he helped Emily with the heavy lunchbox she was carrying. “Good day, ma’am,” Josh added, nodding to Nana.“Good day,” Nana replied with a warm







