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    She was already turning to leave, her mind racing through the steps of a full-blown investigation—but then, she stopped cold. Her face tightened with sudden anxiety as she spun back toward Hurst. “Lenny hurt ine earlier… Could there be anysting damage?” ine had already been unconscious far too long. The thought of what might be lurking in his system terrified her.


    Hurst looked at her closely, exhaling a weary sigh.


    Sadie’s people—always storming into things, stirring chaos wherever they went.


    But, at least this one knew where to direct her fear.


    With an air of nonchnce, Hurst replied, “There’s nothing to worry about. That doctorcked the nerve for anything truly reckless. ine’s allergic shock wasn’t severe—just some surface wounds and a minor reaction to the medication. The reason for his extendeda? Someone’s been slipping him small amounts of sedatives for a while. Give him a couple of days to clear the medication from his system, and he’ll bounce back. He’ll be runningps around you soon, I guarantee it.”


    Those reassuring words chased away thest of Tina’s anxiety. A long breath escaped her, the tension in her shoulders melting away. “If you’re done with questions, I’ll get going now.”


    Seeing her calm down, Hurst barely concealed his impatience, waving her off. Nothing mattered more to him at that moment than making his exit.


    “Don’t bother me unless it’s urgent. I’ve got too much to do, and I need a break.”


    He stressed that final word, just to make sure she wouldn’t miss his point.


    Without waiting for a response, Hurst spun on his heel and strode out, never ncing back.


    Tina mped her lips shut, refusing to let irritation get the better of her.


    His attitude might set her teeth on edge, but even she couldn’t deny that his expertise was unrivaled.


    Without another nce, she turned to leave.


    Finding out what tied Lenny to Alex took priority now, and nothing would sidetrack her.


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    Determination steeled her features as she marched for the elevator.


    Meanwhile, in the sanctuary of Noah’s private room, Sadie kept a silent vigil at his bedside, watching as color slowly crept back into his cheeks.


    Though he remained pale, a flicker of life returned to his dark, watchful eyes.


    Sweat dampened Sadie’s tightly inteced fingers, nerves on edge. Even with Noah awake atst, a heavy dread still clung to her chest, refusing to let go.


    The doctor, after onest check, straightened with an air of excitement and delivered the news. “Unbelievable! This truly borders on miraculous. Mr. Wall has pulled through—he’s no longer in immediate danger.”


    Relief nearly buckled Sadie’s knees, tension melting away in an instant.


    Catching herself against the side of the bed, she managed to remain standing.


    What could be more wee than news like this?


    Noah was truly out of danger atst.


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