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    Alexander remained still, his eyes fixed on Dani’s fading silhouette. One day, he would shield her from everything and ensure she became the happiest woman alive. And now, he finally had the power to make it happen.


    Hackett and his men stormed back to the hospital. Furious, Hackett’s voice thundered through the hospital halls.


    “That damn Cedric can talk his way out of anything! And Alexander—what a backstabber! He’s the president of the association, yet he defended Dani? I told you before, didn’t I? He likes her! Still has feelings for her! There’s no way he’d ever turn against her for us!”


    Bruno fumed, frustration clear in his voice. “Dani’s a nightmare to go up against. What’s our next move?”


    Farley narrowed his eyes at Hackett, then cast his gaze downward before asking, “Hackett, where were you the night Marcus died?”


    The question hit like a p, making everyone freeze—except Huey and Farley, who both watched Hackett closely.


    “Me?” Hackett’s face twisted in confusion. “I was at home! Wait a damn second! Why are you even asking? You think I had something to do with Marcus’ death, don’t you?”


    Hackett practically sprang off his seat. “I was alone the whole damn night! If you don’t believe me, ask my housekeeper. She never lies!”


    Farley didn’t say a word.


    Hackett reached for his phone, ready to call home and prove his innocence. Bruno ced a firm hand over Hackett’s. “Rx, man. It was just a joke. You know how Farley is—always messing around.”


    Huey sat motionless on the bed, staring at Hackett’s hardened face. The memory of what had happened on the rooftop reyed in his head like a haunting reel. A chill ran down his spine at the thought.


    Hackett and his men stormed out.


    Not long after, Huey’s phone buzzed with a message from Farley.


    “Huey, after I left your ce that night, Marcus called me to talk about something. I overheard him telling his driver to head to Awesmy Road—the vi district. And out of all of us, only Hackett lives there. So, logically, I think Marcus went to Hackett’s ce the night he died.”


    Normally, that wouldn’t mean much. But Hackett outright denied it, and his reaction was way too extreme. Something wasn’t adding up. The meaning behind Farley’s words couldn’t be more obvious. He thought Hackett had murdered Marcus.


    Huey stared at the message, fear gripping his chest. Sleep was out of the question. Huey was convinced Hackett had lost his mind. He had to protect himself before it was toote. If he didn’t, he’d be next.


    One name shed in his mind—Dani!


    If there was anyone on this who could take on Hackett, it was her.


    Without hesitation, Huey yanked out the IV and tossed the covers aside. But the moment his feet hit the cold floor, he froze. Hackett stood at the doorway, watching him. No one knew when he had arrived.


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