A Night Without Dawn のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1 - チャプター 9

While the doctor treated my wounds, Blair stayed by Nolan's side the entire time.Through the glass door of the lounge, I saw her sitting beside him, carefully applying an ice pack to his wrist. The hand he'd used to shove me was only slightly swollen.Meanwhile, my right hand had suffered a severe burn. Every inch of fabric the doctor cut away from my wound sent pain so intense through me that my vision went black.Blair never once looked back. Only after my wound had been bandaged did she come in and place a black card on the table."Nolan just got back to the country. He doesn't understand your temperament. He didn't mean for what happened today to happen. This card has no spending limit. Buy whatever you like."I looked at the card without moving.She was always like this. She thought she could make everything go away with jewelry and money.I picked up my bag and turned to leave.Blair frowned. "The party isn't over yet.""My hand hurts."She glanced at my right hand, an

The rain grew heavier.Blair walked toward me step by step through the glaring headlights. Her black trench coat was soaked through, and there wasn't a trace of warmth on her face.More than a dozen bodyguards blocked the road, forming an impenetrable net around us.The taxi driver was so frightened that his voice shook. "Sir, w-who are these people?""Don't open the doors."I locked the doors with my uninjured left hand and inserted the chip into the card reader Conor had given me.The encrypted files on the chip were recognized, and a remote transfer page appeared on the screen.20%.35%.As I sent the files to Conor, I spoke urgently into the phone, "Apply for a stay of execution first!"The original dispatch records prove that the Carter Group changed the route at the last minute. The bank transfers contain records of payments made to bribe witnesses, and there's also a recording that Jason left.""Once we submit all of this, my dad can live!"61%.Outside the window,

My father was dead.When those words were spoken, I didn't cry.I simply stared at Blair in silence, as though I'd suddenly lost the ability to understand what Conor was saying.A jumble of voices came through the phone. Someone was telling the family to collect the deceased's belongings as soon as possible. Someone else was checking the cremation paperwork.Standing beside Blair, Nolan spoke softly, "Blair, Grandpa is still waiting for you at the hospital. Let's go."I suddenly let out a laugh.Everyone froze.The harder I laughed, the more tears streamed down my face.Blair reached out to touch me, but I raised my hand and slapped her hard across the face."That slap was for my dad."A clear handprint appeared on her cheek, but she didn't get angry. She simply stared at me, her expression dark. "I didn't know he was...""You didn't know?" I laughed again. "Of course you didn't know."To your family, he was just a convenient scapegoat. You couldn't even be bothered to reme

"Call the police immediately and submit the files to the prosecutor's office.""We're already working on that. But these documents only establish that there's reason to suspect your father's signature was forged. To overturn the conviction completely, we still need direct witness testimony.""Daniel Mercer." I lowered my voice. "Fairmont. Winding Hills Care Facility."The moment I finished speaking, I heard a faint sound outside the door. I immediately hung up.The next second, the bedroom door opened.Nolan walked in alone. He was carrying a bowl of oats, wearing the same fragile, harmless smile as always. "Who were you talking to, Greyson?"The doctor lowered his head and slipped out. The door closed behind him.Nolan set the bowl on the table and sighed softly. "Samuel is already dead. Why won't you give up?""Because the real killer is still alive." I stared at him. "Your father killed twelve people. The Carter family covered up the evidence and shifted all the blame onto m