RedNovelChapter 1306: Rising to her feet, she glanced at him. "Let's go have breakfast." After finishing their meal, they grabbed their things and left the house.
Seated in the front, Mandy caught Corrine's reflection in the rearview mirror.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Miss Holland, are we heading straight to the office?" "No," Corrine replied, her voice measured. “We will stop by the hospital first." Mandy nodded without question and started the car, steering toward the private hospital.
Inside one of the hospital rooms, Lone Ranger leaned against the headboard, looking out the window, his bandaged fingers resting idly on his lap. Sunlight spilled across the floor, but his gaze was distant, lost in the quiet hum of his thoughts.
He barely noticed the sound of the door opening-until a familiar voice broke through his reverie. "How is your wound? Are you feeling better?" Startled, Lone Ranger turned sharply, his body tensing before recognition set in. He shifted upright, expression guarded. "Why are you here?" "Just checking on you." Corrine crossed the room with effortless grace, lowering herself into the chair beside his bed. Her eyes traced his face, assessing him with quiet scrutiny. "You look much better than you did yesterday." Lone Ranger let out a wry chuckle, shaking his head. "It's just a small injury." Small was relative. Individually, none of his wounds were severe, but together, they had taken their toll. Enough to land him here, enough to warrant rest.
Lone Ranger understood that Corrine had put in a lot of effort to free him from Jonathan's grasp. He also knew that he had caused her significant trouble this time, so he decided to hide his condition from her.
He looked at her, his eyes studying her carefully. He almost spoke, but then he noticed Mandy standing nearby. He pressed his lips together and held back the words.
Mandy, sharp as ever, noticed his pause. She set the fruit bag down and said politely, “Miss Holland, you two can talk. I'll step outside." Printed only by: galnovtlsWith that, Mandy left, leaving Corrine and Lone Ranger alone in the room. Corrine offered him a glass of water. "It's just the two of us now. If there's anything you need to say or ask, just letknow." Lone Ranger took the glass carefully, his fingers too weak to hold it properly. "It's nothing serious," he said softly. "I just wanted to ask about you and Nate." Corrine arched an eyebrow. “Didn't Vulture and Hawk fill you in when they got back?" Lone Ranger's lips curled into a faint smile. “They did, but it's still hard to wrap my head around."
Corrine leaned back in her chair.
"Life's full of surprises," she said. "But let's talk about weren't you originally just gathering intel on Jonathan Martel? How did that suddenly turn into an assassination attempt?"
If killing Jonathan had been the plan from the beginning, Lone Ranger wouldn't have gone in alone. The nt members of the field operation team would have been with him. His job was intelligence, not field operations.
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