Semua Bab Bad Medicine: Bab 51 - Bab 60

The air inside the warehouse was thick enough to choke on.Jax didn’t move. Didn’t blink. The Glock stayed fixed on his brother, but his mind had detonated. Caleb’s words kept looping — You left Mom. You left her to die alone.That wasn’t true.It couldn’t be true.But the look in Caleb’s eyes — that raw, shaking fury — it wasn’t the kind of hate you could fake.“What the hell are you talking about?” Jax’s voice was low, hoarse, like gravel being crushed.Caleb laughed, bitter and small. “Don’t act like you don’t know. You ran off to play soldier, left her with nothing but me. And when she got sick—when she couldn’t afford the meds—who do you think buried her? Not you. You didn’t even show up.”The words hit like punches, one after another.Sienna’s stomach twisted. She looked at Jax — really looked — and saw the shock give way to something darker. Guilt.Ethan leaned against a pillar, enjoying the show. “Oh, this is delicious. I should start charging admission.”Jax’s hand shook once

The words echoed like a ricochet in Sienna’s skull.It’s time to finish what your father started.She stared down at Ethan from the catwalk, the world around her shrinking to a blur of cold air and flickering light. Her father. Her father. Dr. Eliah Blake. The man who had taught her to save lives, not destroy them. The man who’d died when she was in med school.No.This couldn’t be real.Jax moved in front of her, gun raised toward the warehouse floor. “What the hell are you talking about, Mercer?” he barked. “Her father’s been dead ten years.”Ethan smiled up at them, the kind of smile that could rot something pure. “Dead, yes. Buried, no. You really think Ravenfield died with the flames?” He gestured toward the humming container beside him. “You should’ve paid more attention, Doctor Blake. The sins of the fathers always find their way home.”“Shut up!” Sienna’s voice cracked through the air before she could stop it. She gripped the railing to keep her hands from shaking. “You don’t

The silence between them was heavy enough to crush bone.Sienna stood frozen in the cold, dusty light of the archive basement, her pulse loud in her ears. Jax still held the letter — the one her father wrote — his thumb brushing the paper like he couldn’t quite believe what it said.Don’t trust the man wearing the Hellborn patch.Jax finally looked up. The dim overhead light carved hard shadows across his jaw, and for the first time since she’d met him, Sienna didn’t know what she was seeing in his eyes.Shock?Guilt?Something else?“Say something,” she whispered.He exhaled slowly, crumpling the letter just slightly before setting it on a nearby table. “Yeah, alright. I’ll say something.” His voice was low, rough. “That’s your dad talking. The same man who hid a goddamn science experiment inside you, Doc. You really gonna take his word as gospel?”Her lips parted, but no sound came out.Jax ran a hand through his hair, pacing a few steps away before turning back to face her. “You kn

The glow from the laptop screen painted their faces in eerie blue light.Sienna’s fingers hovered over the keyboard, her pulse hammering in her throat. The message blinked once more before vanishing, replaced by a blank screen.Connection terminated.“Jax,” she whispered, voice trembling. “Did you see—”“I saw.” His voice was low, steady in that dangerous way that meant he was already calculating every possible threat. “Pack your stuff. We’re leaving. Now.”“But—”“No arguments, Sienna.” He snapped the laptop shut and yanked the power cord from the wall. “Whoever that was just found us. We can’t stay here.”She didn’t move. Her mind was spinning, heart clenching with one terrible realization.Her father’s name.That login — Dr. Vale.If it was fake, someone had his access keys.If it wasn’t…Then her father was somehow alive.Jax was already in motion — grabbing the duffel bag, checking his weapons, scanning the window for movement. He looked like a man preparing for war.Sienna force

For a few seconds, neither of them moved.The laptop screen had gone black, but the faint hum in the air felt alive, almost listening.Sienna just stared, her heartbeat thundering in her ears.She could still see his face — those unnatural silver eyes, that faint tremor in his voice when he said her name.They found me.It echoed through her mind, over and over.Cole was already moving. He slammed the laptop shut and yanked the battery free in one clean motion. “That trace wasn’t a bluff,” he muttered. “We’re burned.”Sienna blinked, struggling to focus. “He’s alive, Cole. Jax is alive.”“Yeah,” Cole said, voice clipped, “and whoever’s got him just tagged our location.”He grabbed his phone, typing fast, then tossed it out the open window into a puddle. “No electronics. No comms. We’re ghosts from here on out.”“But the video—” she started.“Was bait,” he cut in. “They wanted you to see him. Wanted you to panic.”“I’m not panicking,” she said, though her hands were trembling.Cole gav