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Chapter 327
Chapter 327:
The line rang twice before it was frantically answered.
“June?” Brogan’s voice exploded through the speaker.
His tone was thick with suppressed anxiety. He sounded like a man who had not slept in three days.
“I am safe, Brogan,” June said. Her voice was calm, a soothing balm to his panic.
She heard a massive, shuddering exhale on the other end of the line.
“I am so sorry I cannot be at the office right now,” June continued, keeping her tone strictly professional. She quickly relayed the information the FBI agents had just delivered about the Rhode Island raid.
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“Stop apologizing,” Brogan interrupted. His voice hardened into absolute seriousness. “The company can run itself for a few days. Your physical safety is the only metric I care about right now p>
June’s fingers tightened slightly around the edge of her phone.
“But since we are talking about the company,” Brogan said, his tone shifting into a lighter, almost triumphant register, “I have something that will actually make you smile p>
June leaned her uninjured shoulder against the cold glass of the window. “Tell me p>
“Dr. Zhang’s neurology team ran the final simulations last night,” Brogan announced. “The preclinical data for the Gen-2 drug is flawless. We bypassed the toxicity barrier completely. It is ready for the FDA submission phase p>
The heavy, suffocating weight that had been crushing June’s chest for days instantly lifted.
A genuine smile broke across her pale face. It reached her eyes, lighting them with pure, scientific joy.
“That is incredible,” June breathed, her heart beating a little faster with excitement.
They spent the next five minutes discussing the intricate details of the patent filings. June’s mind was a steel trap of data and logic, her powerful professional competence radiating through the phone, completely easing Brogan’s lingering fears.
“I will see you in New York,” June said, finally ending the call.
She lowered the phone. A surge of energy moved through her. She needed to say goodbye to Crawford and get out of this city.
June walked back down the corridor and pushed open the heavy glass door of the ICU room.
The head nurse was standing next to the bed, expertly swapping out a clear plastic bag of intravenous fluids.
Crawford was sitting up against the pillows. His face was still the color of chalk, but his dark eyes were sharp, calculated, and terrifyingly calm.
June walked up to the side of the bed.
“I am heading back to New York,” June said, her voice soft and sincere. “Thank you, Crawford. For everything you did p>
Crawford looked at her.
His eyes scanned her face, tracing the curve of her jaw and the exhaustion in her eyes. A complex, heavy emotion flashed deep in his pupils — but he instantly buried it beneath a layer of thick ice.
He gave a single, rigid nod.
“The Love Group security detail will escort you directly to the airport,” Crawford stated.