Be careful, Bryson.


    I dont want you getting hurt again.


    Bryson offered her a reassuring smile and turned to gaze out the window.


    The night was deep, and in his eyes, it seemed as though stars were sparkling.


    Dont worry.


    Im not fighting alone.


    The next morning, the three of them acted as nned.


    Conor drove to the hospital, and to his surprise, Hannah decided to apany him.


    As they traveled, Conors thoughts were a jumble.


    He nced over at Hannah and asked, Miss Moore, why did you choose toe to the hospital with me.


    I havent seen Peterson for a few days and Im quite concerned.


    Hannahs response was gentle yet firm, her eyes conveying a resolute determination. Hes my friend, and hes innocently caught in these disputes, so I want to offer him somefort.


    Conor nodded, understanding her motives.


    As the scenery outside the window shed by, it mirrored theplex and unpredictable situation they were about to confront.


    Upon arriving at the hospital, they found Petersons ward to be a quiet oasis of peace.


    Hey on his bed, his gaze fixed nkly on the ceiling, a subtle anxiety flickering in his eyes.


    Sir, see who ising? Conor broke the stillness of the room with a warm tone.


    Peterson, momentarily stunned, turned towards the voice.


    His expression shifted from surprise to a weing smile upon seeing Conor and Hannah.


    Hannah, why are you here? Hannah approached the bedside and took Petersons hand in hers.


    Her voice was soft and filled with concern.


    I got tied up with some things these past few days and couldnt visit.


    Ive been worried about you. I hope Im not interrupting your rest? Peterson greeted them with a warm smile.


    Im d you came to see me.


    You havent disturbed me at all.


    By the way, I havent seen you or Remington recently.


    Have you both been busy? His tone carried a hint of curiosity.


    Conor, maintaining a rxed demeanor, responded with a smile, Oh, hes been handling some personal affairs, but everything is under control.


    Just focus on getting some rest.


    Personal affairs? Petersons eyes flickered with a trace of doubt, though he chose not to pursue the matter further.


    Suddenly, a murmur of voices drifted from outside the ward.


    The conversation was neither too loud nor too soft, but snippets of it reached their ears.


    Did you hear that? Something happened at Twilight Dimnessst night.


    The monitoring system was tampered with, and the footage from several key areas ispletely missing. What? Who would dare do such a thing? There are a lot of influential people in Twilight Dimness.


    If this esctes, it could throw the whole city into chaos.


    Youre right.


    I heard even Remington Lyons is involved.


    Wed better steer clear of this mess.


    Hannah exchanged a worried nce with Conor, her brow furrowed.


    How had news of this magnitude spread all the way to the hospital? Sensing the tension, Conor quickly stood up.


    Ill go out and check on this.


    You two continue your conversation.


    Take your time! As Conor spoke, he swiftly exited the ward and blended into the chattering crowd outside.


    He casually approached a group of bystanders engaged in an intense discussion.