Lynn chuckled without turning his head, “No, at least they won’t kill me. They still need me!”
A wave of relief washed over Evelyn. “Don’t stay here any longer. Lambert can help us get out. Come
with us!”
But Lynn shook his head in distress. “Once you come to Zion, there’s no leaving. Just go. Don’t stay
here for my
sake. I’ve let you down. Forget about me!”
Tears streamed down Evelyn’s cheeks again. “Why does it have to be this way?”
Lynn said nothing more, his back retreating into the distance.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLambert stepped out, clapping Evelyn on the shoulder. “Dry those tears. He can’t leave Zion. It’s like
he’s
already gone.”
Evelyn’s sobs grew louder.
Lambert was in a foul mood, angry at himself for the whole mess.
So, he left Evelyn without further comfort, his footsteps heavy as he walked away.
That night, Lambert tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Every tick of the clock was a reminder that
Rella’s chances of waking up were slipping away. His anxiety was like a heavy chain, making each day
feel like an eternity. In frustration, he got up to drown his sorrows in alcohol, feeling just like Rella had
accused him of liking to be
tormented.
He had delivered Estelle straight into Raiden’s hands, and now he was restless to save her, though he
couldn’t
understand why.
He took a swig of whiskey, his gaze settling on the distant research tower. He couldn’t pin all his hopes
on Lynn.
He couldn’t wait any longer.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe had to act now!
As dawn broke, Lambert sat grim-faced in his room, making a series of phone calls.
Estelle’s room was spotless, as if it had never been occupied.
Lambert couldn’t help but smirk. He had never met a girl like her before, except for his goddess, of
course!
Interesting!
Most people would have lost consciousness by now, yet this girl’s willpower was astounding.
Suddenly, a sharp pain pricked her arm. Looking down, the nurse saw a glint of metal between
Estelle’s fingers
– a hidden needle.