NovelTrueChapter : After what felt like an eternity, he managed a breathless stammer.
"Kinsley?" She was alive? "Yeah. It's me." Her tone was warm, threaded with restrained laughter and something softer. "Didn't expect to hear fromin this lifetime, did you? Did you missafter so long?" The shock of her being alive sent a wave of disbelief rushing through him. Rubbing his forehead, Vulture began pacing across the hospital floor. "I can't believe it. Honestly—are you okay? How are you?" Kinsley knew his concern was sincere, born from friendship rather than anything romantic.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtStill, hearing the raw edge in his voice touched her emotions.
She exhaled slowly, grounding herself. "I should tell you-Corrine's here with me. So don't worry about her, alright?" Vulture was stunned all over again. "You two met? When did that happen?” The news rattled his usual composure, his mind trying to catch up with so many revelations.
"A few days ago," Kinsley said. "But let's not get into that now. Once I wrap things up here, I'm flying to Lyhaton." "Got it," Vulture said without hesitation. He paused briefly, lowering his voice and turning his back to Nate. One hand covered the receiver. "Could you talk to Corrine? Ask her to unblock me?" “I don't have that kind of influence over her. You'll have to handle that on your own when you see her." And just like that, the line went dead.
Vulture listened to the disconnect tone for a second before muttering, "So, that's how it is—tossing out old friends to make room for new ones..." He didn't get to finish the words. Nate yanked the IV from his arm, picked up his coat, and marched straight out the door.
Step into fiction with .As Vulture watched Nate leave, he turned to Saul, his frown deepening.
"What's wrong with your boss?" Saul looked weary. "Hell if I know." Meanwhile, Corrine lounged at a beachside bar.
She leaned on the wooden counter, elbow propped up as she slowly sipped a rum cocktail.
A man in a white shirt and beach shorts strolled over and sat on the ΟΠ empty stool beside Ke His eyes Kek lingered on her before he spoke. "Looks like life's treated you well these past few years."
Corrine turned her head and looked him over. The man was Leif Mendoza, known in theircircle as Ghostface-a medical officer of the Red Florganization.
He had a resounding reputation: a man who could bring the near-dead back to life. Outsider's Called him a wizard of medicine, but those closest to him knew his real talent lay in poisons, not cures. Corrine's voice was cold. "How'd you find me?" Search the website on Google to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
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