It was late in the evening. The wind blew through the unfinished building, rustling the white plastic bags on the ground Maria frowned and said to the man, âIâve shown you the plans, and Iâm sure thereâs nothing you can do here. My cousin and her husband are watching my every move, so I canât do anything too obvious.â
The man was standing in the shadows. He had a cigarette in his hand, and the butt glowed red. Then he opened his mouth and uttered, âDo you think youâll be able to stay in the Carousel Group after this?â
âWhat do you mean? What else do you want to do? Are you trying to put all the blames on me? Do you realize the gravity of the situation if someone dies here?â Panicked, Maria snapped âI wouldnât have done it when no one was present if I wanted to frame you.â
The full moon was visible in the sky. Neither of these two realized that two other people had been lying on their backs behind the rubble pile eavesdropping on them At the Fleosil border medical station, Patrick was administering medications to the sick âSorry. You canât get in.â Suddenly, he heard someone outside arguing. Then Patrick cast a glance at the door. He told the patient to lie down and rest after quickly injecting him with medication At that point, several people from outside the door burst in. The man in front was a medic from the United States Medical Corps.
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in an earthy camouflage military uniform and appeared oppressive. âWhat are you doing?â he asked, looking around vigilantly with his icy blue eyes Patrick shook his head and asked, âWhat do you think Iâm doing? Iâm keeping track of the patientâs vital signs. Do you want to take care of that as well? How about letting our medical team leave and leaving the place completely in your hands?â
Smith asked indifferently, âAre you collecting the patientâs information? I learned from a confidential source that you privately administered medications to patients. And we suspect that your country planned this epidemic.â
Frowning, Patrick said, âWhat? Do you have any evidence? Do you realize that if I report what you said to the media, it will cause serious diplomatic problems between three countries?â
âWeâll get the answer after we search the place. Weâll find out if the rumors are true.â With that, Smith waved a hand. Then his men held Patrick down âHey! What are you doing?!âStruggling to break free, Patrick snarled âWeâre going to search the place,â Smith said coldly. Several other men then started rummaging around the room âHands off our instruments! All of them are super expensive! Donât touch that! Keep your hands off them!â
âShut the f**k up!â Annoyed, Smith aimed his gun at Patrickâs temple Feeling the coldness of the gun, Patrick was shocked, then he swallowed hard nervously âIf you keep talking nonsense, Iâll shoot you in the head.â Glaring at 550 Drop the Gun Now! Patrick, Smith threatened Patrickâs forehead was drenched in a cold sweat as he was frustrated as to whether Smith would lose it and shoot him in the head. At that precise moment, someone opened the door Hearing the sound, Smith turned around and looked at the door alertly, asking, âWhoâs there? Leave the scene now orpll shoot!â
âDoctor Wright!â At the sight of Anna, Patrick said in surprise as if he had seen his life savior âDonât go too far, Smith. Drop your gun NOW!â Not intimidated by Smith at all, Anna frowned and demanded firmly Smith sneered at Anna and gave her a contemptuous look. With a snort, he said, âMrs. Wright, your student is doing something shady here We now have every reason to believe that he is a spy!â
âBullshit! Iâm warning you; DROP THE GUN NOW!â Anna yelled Still, Smith remained motionless. After a brief moment of silence, Anna pulled a pistol from her pocket and pointed it at the back of Smithâs head, threatening, âYou are free to shoot him. But I want to see who will react faster.â
Everyone in the room was shocked because no one expected Anna to have a gun. At that point, one of Smithâs men said, âWe didnât find anything, sir. There is only information about the patients here.â
Smithâs eyes widened in shock. He became increasingly agitated after he felt the cold metal on the back of his head. After a brief moment, he finally lowered the gun, turned around and said to Anna, âI was wrong about you, Mrs. Wright.â
âYou should never underestimate me. Mr. Smith, I told you about that the first time we met.â
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Smith took a look around and finally slid the pistol onto his belt. And he said, âYou know what youâre doing, donât you? You wonât be so fortunate every time. So, youâd better not let me find evidence of this, or youâll pay the price.â
âIâm not sure what youâre talking about. We are simply doctors who want to help people. We never get involved in politics.â
âLetâs go,â Smith said with a sneer. They slammed the door shut as they left Instantly, Annaâs hand trembled as she gripped the gun tightly. She didnât feel at ease until the Americans drove away âAre you okay, Dr. Wright?â Patrick asked her with concern âIâm fine,â Anna said, waving her hand âHow come you have a gun?â
âBefore I left...â Anna paused for a moment before deciding to keep her mouth shut. She then changed the topic abruptly, âThatâs not the point. Did you give them the medicine?â
Patrick nodded. He then spread his palms carefully. He had just been clutching that syringe tightly and he knew he would have been in trouble if Smith had searched his body. With a smug, Patrick said, âHe probably didnât think Iâd dare to keep this to myself.â
âWeâll have to be more cautious in the future. Smith is already suspicious of us.â
âDonât worry. The patients are very cooperative with us. Theyâre not going to say anything. They all have faith in us. Also, what should we do if Smith comes back, Dr. Wright?â Patrick asked Anna exhaled deeply and replied, âI donât know. Iâve submitted a request to the Foreign Ministry. I hope it will establish additional 550 Drop the Gun Now! reinforcements to protect the medics.â
âIs that why Dr. Moore left?â Patrick asked âNo, she went to attend to other matters,â Anna said thoughtfully Later, after leaving the room, Anna entered the lounge. She sat on the edge of the bed in the lounge, polishing the gun in her pocket Before she left Birmingham, Wayne had told her to see the captain first when she got off the plane without telling her what it was about. It wasnât until she got the captainâs gun that she realized what he meant Wayne agreed to let her volunteer, but he was still worried about her safety. The fact that he gave her the gun indicated that he knew the situation would be far worse than anyone had anticipated +e After getting off work, Ryan came straight home. He had just sat down when the maid handed him a hot tea Ryan said, âThank you very much. You donât have to clean up here, Mary. I need to speak with Wayne for a few minutes.â
Sitting opposite Ryan, Wayne sipped his whiskey. No one knew what he thought because his expression was calm Jennie invited him to return to the house after Anna had left. She claimed he wouldnât be alone at home since the kids lived here.
Wayne never said yes, but he always came there. Every day, as soon as the sun went down, he would arrive on time and invite Ryan to join him fora drink Crossing his arms, Ryan asked Wayne while frowning, âYou didnât bribe anyone in my office, did you? How do you know when Iâll get home from work?â
âIs it difficult to know where you are? Youâre the leader of your 550 Drop the Gun Now! bureau,â With a calm look, Wayne took another sip of whisky before answering Ryan âSeriously, Wayne?â Just as Ryan was about to retort him, he noticed that Wayne looked lonely. So, he changed the subject, âAre you lonely at home now that Anna has gone?â
âEmily hasnât been home much either, but you donât appear lonely.â
âIâd grown accustomed to her absence, and habits are difficult to break. You wonât be able to get used to it for the time being,â
With a bitter smile, Ryan tried to console Wayne Wayne nodded but said nothing. In silence, he looked out the window at the raindrops falling from the eaves. âHave you seen Matthew in the last few days?â he asked âMatthew? No. Whatâs the problem?â
âThe board has made another move.â
âWhatâs going on?â
âItâs a long story.â
âWhatâs the story? Tell me, Wayne. Iâve got a lot of time on my hands right now.â
And Ryan thought to himself, No one in the Wright family has ever questioned Matthewâs ability, as he has even outperformed you. At fifteen, he took over the entire Carousel Group with no one to guide him. He has been fighting all the pressure alone for the last few years. And yet, Wayne, you look quite worried. Did something happen to Matthew?
âIs there something wrong with the board?â After collecting his own thoughts, Ryan asked Wayne made no denials. He sipped his wine and said, âRyan, I can no 550 Drop the Gun Now! longer meddle in the groupâs affairs. If Matthew is forced to resign, I may need your help.â
âAre you serious? Matthew couldnât possibly resign, could he?â
âIâm talking about it just in case.â
âNo way! Iâm not very good at business and I canât leave my job right now. Stop overthinking, okay? They wonât force Matthew to resign.â
Wayne wanted to say something. But after some hesitation, he fell silent. Only he knew that not being a legitimate Wright had caused him many problems. This matter was like a ticking time bomb, constantly threatening him