Chapter 98
Brittany's POV
*Earlier that day before Adrian was freed.*
The hospital room was too quiet. I'd been staring at the ceiling for hours, waiting for Vivenne, knowing what today meant.
Today, I decided if Adrian Martinez lived or died.
My phone sat beside me, screen dark but heavy with what it could do. One call. One order. That's all it would take.
The doctor had come in earlier, all smiles. They said I was recovering fast, that I could go home today. If only they knew - my wounds weren't from bullets or bruises. They were from Darcy. From the way he looked at me after Adrian.
I picked up my phone and opened Raymond's contact. My hand hovered over the call button.
If I told him to let Adrian go, maybe things would end quietly. Maybe Darcy would find her and never know who
