How Does Nolan Die In Invincible Novels & Stories

The body that had been in the car now burnt beyond recognition. I dropped my hands from my bloodied ears, my mind refusing to process the horror. Did Kayden just make an attempt on my life? I should have known this was a bait, he was so sure I would take if I knew he was the one behind it. Hence why he didn’t cover his face as usual and was seemingly so careless in his operation. Realizing that I wasn’t alone, I turned immediately, Nolan lay motionless, sprawled on the pavement, his face pale, blood pooling beneath his head.

All while I heard the sound of murder in the air. Sensed myself drifting further and further away from sanity. "We got one!" One of the guards screamed and Nolan instantly jumped into action. Twisted his body right before taking off in a dead sprint. He was beside the person before I could even comprehend what was happening. "It's Zayan!" Nolan screamed and I felt my chest inhale again. Felt a knot loosen within my body. At least we wouldn't have to tell Kamari he was dead. At least he was still in the land of the living. Fucking hell.

"Boss? What happened?" "Call Evans " I said. My voice was very quiet. It was a whisper. It made Nolan freeze. I stood over the bed. The fresh scabs on my knuckles broke open. Tiny drops of blood fell onto the floor. "Tell him if he isn't here in ten minutes I will burn his clinic down with him inside. Tell him my wife is dying!" "I'm calling him now boss, " Nolan said quickly. He pulled out his phone. "He's down the street at the gate. I'll bring him up myself."

The meaning of her revelation wouldn’t leave my mind. Candy’s smirk turned sharper, jealousy flickering behind her eyes. “So you’re not answering me?” she snapped suddenly, her voice rising. “You’re sleeping with billionaire Nolan now? I’ll make you regret it.” Before I could react, she raised her hand, her palm slicing through the air toward my face. But Dr. Nolan moved faster. He caught her wrist mid-swing, his eyes dark with controlled fury. “Young lady,” he said, his voice low and dangerous, “you have three seconds to get the hell out of here, or you will regret it.”