Chapter 1598

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Quinn harbored a deep, suffocating hatred for those days. It had been the most horrific month of her entire life.

After that ordeal, her spirit had been entirely broken, and she hadn’t dared to even entertain the thought of running away again.

If it hadn’t been for the sheer stroke of luck in running into Claire and Dane, she wouldn’t have risked making a move.

But with an opportunity this monumental staring her in the face, she refused to let it slip away!

Once Claire and Dane stepped out of the salon, Dane immediately asked if she had noticed anything off.

It was painfully obvious that Quinn and her boyfriend were hiding something.

Dane had seen right through Yates’s performance.

They claimed they were working hard for their future, but if Quinn had really abandoned her entire life for love, why did she look so utterly terrified of him?

Claire nodded. “She was tracing an SOS onto my neck.”

“She’s definitely being held against her will.”

An innocent girl travels across the country to meet her online crush, only to find a monster instead of a fairy tale.

“She got scammed and didn’t think to call the cops?” Dane had very little patience for foolishness.

If she wasn’t so naive and hadn’t flown blindly across the country for a guy she met on a screen, she wouldn’t be in this mess.

A smart girl would have made the guy come to her city.

Young, impulsive, and completely lacking in common sense-this was exactly the kind of girl Dane couldn’t stand.

Still, he would make the call to the authorities.

Claire glanced at him, realizing he probably suffered from a severe intolerance for stupidity.

She wasn’t exactly thrilled with girls who threw their lives away for romance either, but a cry for help meant a life was in immediate danger.

Quinn was treating Claire as her absolute last lifeline. Claire didn’t just want to save her; she wanted to see a piece of trash like Yates rot behind bars.

Dane caught on to her train of thought instantly.

“I’ll let your cousin know. He’ll know how to handle it.”

The moment the words left Dane’s mouth, Claire’s phone began to ring.

It was Stephen.

“Claire, where are you?”

“Stephen, you’re awake?”

They spoke in almost perfect unison.

“I’m out grabbing a wash,” Claire answered first.

“One of our officers took a bullet during an arrest. He’s fading fast, and I need to know if you can operate.”

Stephen didn’t actually know the full extent of Claire’s medical background.

But if Sundara was willing to risk an international incident to extract her, her skills had to be vastly superior to a standard surgeon.

The medical facilities in this border town were abysmal, and medevacing the officer was out of the question.

He had a mountain of post-raid

logistics to handle, his men et

bleeding out, and Reese had

specifically mentioned that Claire might be able to save Lucas.

She was his only hope.

“I’m on my way back to the hospital right now,” Claire said without a second of hesitation.

Every second wasted meant Lucas was closer to death.

He hadn’t just taken a bullet; he had

a crushed

leg and massive internal

el?

trauma from the car crash. His

was

og on multiple fronts..

body

The gunshot wound was dangerously close to his heart, and he was hemorrhaging

rapidly. It was an absolute nightmare of a surgery.

Given the primitive conditions of the local hospital and the absence

any elite trauma surgeons, fixie nee

him locally was virtually impossible.

For a standard procedure, they would have been fine, but for this level of trauma,

the doctors were already recommending a transfer.

But Lucas would be dead before the chopper even arrived.

The surgical team stood around the bay, shaking their heads in defeat.

They hated watching a young officer die on their table.

But there was absolutely nothing they could do!

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