Chapter 36
Liam sighed, handing Briar his business card. “You have talent. Call me if you change your mind Though he spoke calmly, his frustration was evident
The domestic medical field lagged behind international standards, and a prodigy like Briar could’ve been a game–changer.
“Since you don’t want to talk right now, we’ll just leave it for later, he thought,
Briar accepted the card without a word. After exchanging a glance with Calvin, she watched Liam hunch over and leave with the keys.
Calvin turned to her, puzzled. “You?”
Liam was a senior academic at the National Medical Research Institute, a revered figure.
Liam was a national treasure–countless doctors begged for his guidance. Yet he’d practically begged Briar to change majors
Briar shrugged. “Must’ve mistaken me for someone else”
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She really couldn’t recall meeting Liam anywhere. But since he mentioned the International Medical Research Institute, is must have been there.
Calvin also assumed it was a case of mistaken identity and didn’t dwell on it. After all, Briar was an art student–medicine wasn’t her world.
The moment Briar stepped out,
she looked up Liam’s information
When she saw the date of his visit to the Institute last year, her face paled. That time he saw me!!‘ she thought
Just then, her phone rang. “Hey, Snake. Let’s hang out” purred Cynthia, her voice dripping with mischief.
“Cut the crap, Briar snapped. “You’re in Cordaland for fun? Since when?”
Over the years, even Briar returned occasionally, but Cynthia avoided this country like the plague.
Even for domestic affairs, Cynthia’d pull strings remotely. For a Cordanlandian, Cordan and seemed off–limits to her.
“Nothing important,” Cynthia had claimed earlier. But when Cynthia said something, Briar took it with a grain of salt
Trust her? I’d sooner believe pigs might fly: Briar thought.
A beat of silence hung before Cynthia’s tone shifted “Alright, fine. I have a small favor to ask ”
You can tell me,” Briar answered.
1 need to break someone out of Wikato Prison.”
“That’s your “small favor?“)
“Chill our Heard Supervision Department badges grant access there. You just got yours, right? Lend it to me!
Briar scowled. “Hand my badge to break into a prison? Are you trying to burn my cover?”
Do this, and I’d be on their wanted list by dawn–trapped at the border, she thought
“Come on, you have dozens of aliases. Remember when I covered for you after you lost your files!”
Briar inhaled sharply. “Fine. But you’re not touching my badge. Use it as a reference to forge one.”
“Deal! When can I grali it!”
“Noon or afternoon. After my class, whatever, Briar paused, recalling campus rumors. “And drive your usual car through the main gate.”
“Why-
But do it. Then call me.” Ending the call, Briar stared at the drizzling rain outside, her eyes narrowing
Waunt Wikato Prison built right over the ruins of the 531 Bombing incident?‘ she mused.
Briar stood at the entrance of the office building, gazing down at her p phone screen with sharp focus.
With a tap, she opened WhatsApp and sent a message to a contact saved simply as “s“.
- Stir up trouble for Shepherd Group in Limood |
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Chapter 36
5 replied quickly: Ready to make a move! Let me check]
S replied within seconds: [They’re in real estate marker’s bad. Do you want to mess with them?
21: [Suru
trouble. Got it!|
S: [Enemy?]
21: What do you think?]
S: [Roger that!]
In an estate on the outskins, Cyrus sat at his computer, his fingers flying across the keyboard.
Enzo hurried in and said, “Cyrus, Liam is here”
Hearing this, Cyrus’s hands froze. Just then, Liam walked in
by shift could
Liam said thoughtfully, “Cyrus, I’ve studied your injuries for two days. The shrapnel lodged in your spine must be removed–soon. Any cause permanent damage.”
Liam put it mildly, but both Cyrus and Enzo knew what “permanent damage truly meant. In other words, this shrapnel could leave Cyna paralyzed
Cyrus turned his electric wheelchair, nodding slightly. “Thank you for your efforts, sir.”
Liam sighed. “I’m too old for such surgery now, and few in the country can handle this”
Suddenly, a delicate smiling face popped into Liam’s mind. “Wait!” He stepped closer and rushed to say, “But today at Limond University, I met someone who could do it”
“Who?” Enzo asked
“A young lady. Last year, she led the surgery that saved a Struze commander. Pulled him back from injuries that should have been fatal, Liam said
Cyrus and Enzo exchanged sharp looks. “Black Panther’s surgery?” Enzo breathed.
“The details aren’t my concern, Liam said. “But you might know the case.” Liam was just a doctor, such matters were beyond his understanding.
But Cyrus and Enzo knew precisely what had happened last year.
Black Panther, the commander of the Strueze regions District 13, had been ambushed in the war. His vehicle was blown apart, and he was shot. twenty–eight times, clinging to life..
Everyone had assumed Black Panther was as good as dead. But after being taken to the institute, he returned to Stueze within three months,
Surviving such catastrophic injuries had caused quite a stir in the medical world. Some daimed the institute had a heavyweight; others whispered of a miracle doctor in Struere
The wildest rumor claimed Struere had recruited mythical clans wielding silver needles and alchemist’s pills to resurrect him from the dead.
Never mind that needles couldn’t reattach shattered bone–the very idea of hidden clans was nonsense.
Liam continued, “Either find your original surgeon or recruit this girl-
Enzo cur in gently. “Mr. Jefferson, that surgeon is from Strucze.”
Liam froze. He knew Cyrus had been wounded in Struze territory
“Asking their medic for help? That was suicide, he thought
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