Chapter 40

"Hey, Josh," Charlene said, extending her hand. "Thanks for looking out for me all these years." Josh shook her hand while still being in a haze. "Avoid bringing it up. Charlene gathered her belongings and headed out. Josh was shocked that Charlene had left. "What are you spacing out for?" Coy gave him a shoulder smack. Coy paused before saying, "Charlene left the company." "For real?" Could she force herself to go?

He didn't believe it. "Yeah, she's gone now, but that doesn't mean she won't try to worm her way back in," he mocked. Simply wait. Before we know it, she will return, most likely with Irma's help. Josh said nothing. Based on the sense he'd been getting from Charlene lately, he thought she was serious, even if it sounded absurd. Charlene left Henderson Group and headed straight home. She didn't receive any calls from Jasmine for the following two days, as if she was once again distracted with Vesta.

Connie began to have a temperature late at night. With haste, Charlene closed her book, grabbed her vehicle keys, and ran out the door. Up until that point, the rain had continued all day. Connie was a resident of the ancient town. The streets were deserted at this hour. To get some medication, she went to a drugstore close to Connie's house. She went back to her car, and a tall figure slid in as the passenger door banged open. Charlene felt her heart skip a beat. She turned to see a black revolver aimed at her. "Don't move."

Although the man's face was hidden by his low-pulling hat and mask, which he wore in black, his eyes were icy and piercing. Not daring to go any more, Charlene lifted her hands a little. Her phone and handbag were taken by the man. "I won't hurt you. Simply take me to my destination, and you're free to leave." He gave Charlene a chilly command before she could respond: "Drive." There were no automobiles nor people in the eerily calm region, and the drugstore was a considerable distance away. There was a strong smell of blood in the car while Charlene was trying to decide what to do next. "Where to?

" she inquired, pausing before starting the automobile. "Continue toward Silver Wave Port. I'll show you the way. "Not necessary. Charlene responded, "I know the way," and she turned down the street. Then, Charlene drove smoothly and carefully, hardly missing a beat as she gave her whole attention to the road. The man's perception of her changed when he saw the pistol in his palm, but she had no idea. After a while, he said, "Stop under the oak tree ahead." "All right. With his rifle still aimed at her, Charlene parked easily on the side of the road.

When he exited, she took out her purse and carefully went through everything before him. "I've got some first aid materials here. The half-hour trip had merely intensified the blood's odor. He must be badly hurt, Charlene knew. After pausing but declining her offer, the man got out of the car and swiftly vanished into the night. Charlene turned the car around and left after realizing he didn't want her assistance. After a few minutes, the man took off his mask and hat and boarded a boat that was waiting for him. While he was receiving treatment for his wounds, his phone rang. Before he could say anything, he heard Moran's nervous voice as he picked up: "Granger, are you okay?"

According to my guys, you weren't picked up. "Where are you?" Moran groaned, and Granger said, "I ran into trouble, but I'm at the dock now." "I'm relieved. How did anything like that occur? I felt quite anxious. Granger hung up after a little while and gazed thoughtfully at the far-off oak tree. After thirty minutes, Charlene went back to Connie's. Connie felt a little better after taking her meds and gulping down some soup, but then she scowled. "What's causing my blood odor? "Are you hurt, Charlene?" she inquired. 09:51 The wounded party was the man. His blood was on her handbag and phone when he snatched them. When she returned, she had cleaned them, but it didn't appear that she had done so completely.