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Chapter 326
Chapter 326:
This man was the mastermind behind the counterfeit drug ring — the one who had orchestrated the car crash, the man who had nearly gotten her and Crawford killed.
A flicker of unmistakable regret crossed the lead agent’s face. He shook his head, his voice dropping. “I’m sorry, Ms. June. We were just hours too late. The primary suspect fled the country before our operation began, using a forged passport. He’s now in a jurisdiction with no extradition treaty with the United States p>
The light in June’s eyes dimmed instantly.
Her hand at her side clenched into a tight fist, her nails digging into her palm. She knew, with perfect clarity, that as long as The Ghost remained at large, this war was far from over. The danger hanging over her — and everyone she cared about — had never truly gone away.
𝘊𝗵𝗶𝘯e𝘴𝖾 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗅𝘀 t𝘳𝘢𝗇𝘀𝘭𝘢𝘵е𝘥 𝘰n
“Even with the primary suspect still at large, this operation remains a landmark victory,” the second agent spoke up, his voice firm. “We’ve severed every single one of his domestic channels. He can’t operate here anymore, not for a long time. We’ve saved countless potential victims from his counterfeit drugs p>
June schooled the emotion from her face, lifting her gaze to the two agents. Her voice was sincere, thick with quiet gratitude. “Thank you — to both of you, and every officer who worked on this raid. I can’t tell you how much I appreciate all you’ve done p>
After a few brief closing remarks, the agents turned and left.
June stood in the hallway for a long, quiet moment, staring at the closed door to the ICU room.
Only when her breathing had steadied completely did she push the door open again, stepping inside as quietly as she had left.
Crawford was still asleep in the bed, undisturbed by the conversation outside. The furrow between his brows had softened, just a little.
June sat back down in the chair beside the bed and looked at his pale, sleeping face, a tangled mess of emotions swirling in her chest.
She had to leave Boston.
The Ghost was still out there. Staying here would only bring more danger — more chaos — straight to the man who had nearly died protecting her. Leaving was the only way to let him heal in peace.
She took one last, long look at Crawford, confirming the steady beat of his heart on the monitor, before standing.
She didn’t wake him. She didn’t leave a note. She only set the clean clothes and toiletries she had brought for him on the nightstand, then stepped out into the hallway to find the on-duty nurse, quietly giving her detailed instructions for his care.
When she was done, she turned toward the end of the corridor, her footsteps light but steady.
The hospital corridor outside the ICU was brightly lit and smelled strongly of industrial bleach.
June walked down the hallway, her high heels clicking softly against the linoleum. She stopped near a large window overlooking the city street.
She lifted her smartphone with her good hand and pressed the screen, holding the device to her ear.