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“Are you kidding me? Bail that woman out?” Laura exploded. “She tried to kill you—locking her for life wouldn’t be punishment enough.”
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“But her stem cells can save Lena,” Quinn answered softly. “If she stays behind bars, Lena doesn’t have that kind of time.”
Quinn hated Serena too, yet the woman had be their only lifeline. For now, they had no choice: secure bail, ship Serena back to Celosia, harvest the cells, and worry about justiceter.
“How can it be that Serena, of all people, is the perfect match for Lena? It’s absurd!” Laura muttered, shaking her head at the unfairness of it all.
“Whatever the reason, at least Lena now has a chance,” Quinn replied. “Without a donor, she’d simply wait to die.”
As she spoke, Quinn tugged open the thick man envelope Fabian had left on the nightstand that morning.
Insidey photographs, transaction records, and Serena’s own pistol–thetter traced back to Joaquin’s men.
Taken together, the dossier was more than enough tond Serena behind bars for <i>a </i>very long time.
As Quinn turned to the final page, the color drained from her face; shock widened her eyes. “What is it?” Laura leaned in, then stiffened. “You can’t be serious… Serena actually-”
Quinn snatched her phone and dialed Rowan, but he didn’t answer.
“I’m going to the station,” she dered, brows knit tight.
“Go nowhere,” Laura said firmly. “You may feel better, but that leg is still in a cast.”
“It’s fine–this injury won’t slow me down. If I stay here any longer, Rowan will do something reckless–like post bail for Serena Fane–and that I cannot allow.”
“Then why don’t I take the files over myself?” Laura offered, waving the folder in her hand like a g.
“No–we go together,” Quinn insisted. “I want to look Serena in the eye when I confront her.”
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“But what about your doctor? You can’t just go out,” Laura protested.
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“We sneak out first. Once we’re on the road, I’ll call the hospital and inform them,” Quinn said with a half–smile.
Time was bleeding away. They would apologize to the medical teamter.
Moving like teenagers ditching ss, the two women slipped out of the ward, dodged past a yawning orderly, and climbed into Laura’s silver coupe. The police stationy only twenty minutes away, but each stoplight felt like an hourss pouring sand they could no longer
spare.
Inside the holding cell, Serena lounged on the metal bench as though it were a chaise in her parlor, a cold sneer twisting her lips while she studied Rowan beyond the bars.
So what <i>if </i><i>they’ve </i><i>discovered </i><i>my </i><i>n </i><i>to </i><i>hurt </i><i>Quinn</i>? <i>They </i><i>still </i><i>need </i><i>me </i><i>alive</i>. <i>They </i><i>still </i><i>came </i>begging for <i>Lena’s </i><i>cure</i>. <i>As </i><i>long </i><i>as </i><i>Rowan </i><i>cares </i><i>for </i><i>that </i><i>woman</i><i>, </i><i>I </i><i>have </i><i>already </i><i>won</i>.
All she needed was bail. Once she was back in Celosia, her web of contacts would slice the shackles from her wrists. Then, someday, she would ignite the board again and walk back as
victor.
She even had a promise from Joaquin himself: return to Celosia, and he would help her wrest the Fane family from Everett’s grasp.
“Leander–oh, my mistake, you go by Rowan Bridger now, don’t you? Enjoy the novelty of Fane blood, but don’t delude yourself. You and that sister of yours still answer to Bridger. Even if Everett Fane decided to gift the empire to you two, everyst branch of the family tree would fight him to the grave,” she said, sneering.
“So your solution was to murder my sister and steal her ne just to erase proof of our lineage?” Rowan shot back, his voice cracking with fury.
“And what if I did?” Serena shrugged, eyes glittering. “You weren’t there. At that fire, Quinn guarded me like a rabid dog–limping on a shattered leg, dragging Whitethorn’s heir with the other hand–and I basked in every pathetic second of it.”
“Enough!” Rowan roared, the word mming against the cell walls like a hammer.
The image struck him again–Quinn alone in that inferno, Serena draped over her shoulder, Julius leaning on her other side. Her right leg had been broken, yet she had dragged both burdens forward, inch by agonizing inch through smoke and me. The memory carved hollows in Rowan’s chest.
If it weren’t for his sake, Quinn could’ve abandoned Serena.
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“Hear me, Serena Fane. Hurt my sister again, and I will make you wish for death,” Rowan hissed.
“Wish for death?” Serenaughed, a sharp, brittle sound. “Strike me and I’ll take the easy way out–and I’ll drag your precious Lena into the grave right alongside me. If you really want to save her, Rowan, you will do exactly as I say.”
Rowan’s eyes burned red; his fists tightened until the knuckles popped like cracking ice.
“Serena Fane, you are not escaping by dying,” Quinn’s voice cut through the tension like a de. “You’re going to spend the rest of your life behind bars.”
“What?” For the first time, Serena’s swagger faltered.
Supported by Laura, Quinn hobbled forward on a pair of crutches, the hospital gown swapped for simple street clothes that could not mask the pallor on her face. She stopped beside Rowan and lifted her chin. “Don’t bail her out, Rowan. She’s lying. Her match with Lena failed–she can’t save anyone!”
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