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Chapter 325
Chapter 325:
Massachusetts General Hospital, ICU Ward.
The sharp, sterile scent of disinfectant hung cold in the sealed room. The only sound was the steady, soft beep of the cardiac monitor — each tick echoing in the silence, landing heavy on June’s chest.
Crawford lay in the hospital bed, his eyes closed, fast asleep.
In the car crash days prior, he had thrown his body over hers to shield her, taking the full brunt of the impact, and had only barely clawed his way back from the brink of death. Tubes and monitoring lines snaked across his body, his face pale — almost translucent. His body, fresh off the operating table, still had no strength to spare. His breath was so shallow it was barely visible; even in sleep, his brows were faintly furrowed with unspoken pain.
June sat in the chair beside the bed, holding herself perfectly still, even her breathing slowed, terrified of disturbing him.
Her gaze lingered on the bandage wrapped around his forehead, the IV line snaking into the back of his hand. Her fingertips curled slightly, her eyes filled with undisguised worry. She had sat vigil here all night, her phone clamped tight in her hands, waiting for word from the police on the pharmaceutical case.
Then came two soft knocks at the door — so quiet they barely stirred the air in the room.
June looked up to see two figures in the crack of the door: FBI agents in dark suits, gesturing for her to come out. Their faces were grave, but they kept every movement quiet, clearly not wanting to disturb the patient inside.
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June stood, her footsteps soundless. She pulled the door shut gently behind her and followed the agents down the hallway, far enough from the room that their voices wouldn’t carry inside.
The lead agent held up his credentials immediately, his voice low and solemn. “Ms. June. Based on the critical intelligence you provided to our team, a joint FBI and ATF task force successfully raided and dismantled the underground pharmaceutical manufacturing facility in Rhode Island in the early hours of this morning p>
At those words, the tight line of June’s shoulders finally softened, if only for a moment.
The boulder that had sat heavy on her chest for days shifted, and the icy mask she had worn for so long cracked — a faint glimmer of relief breaking through.
“We seized a massive quantity of counterfeit and controlled pharmaceuticals that were already flooding the market, along with a full, operational illegal production line,” the agent continued. “Thirteen core members of the operation were arrested on site. We’ve uprooted their entire distribution network across New England p>
June’s fingers tightened around her phone, her voice sharp and urgent as she pressed, “What about the ringleader? The Ghost. Did you catch him p>
Her heart skipped a beat as she asked.