Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 296 There’s No One Inside!

Brendan woke up with both a sore throat and a body as heavy as lead. Jolts of chill and heat cycled through his veins, cluing him in on the possibility that he had a fever. The last time he had been sick like this was about a year ago, and Brendan had a faint idea of where the medicine kit was.

Deirdre had placed it in the cabinet near the headboard.

He coughed and pulled the door to the cabinet open. Every medicine bottle had a post-it note with scribbles on the dosage and its expiration date. It was just who Deirdre was-she had always been very meticulous with whatever she undertook.

Brendan tore the note away and felt his chest somehow get torn open.

A few days had passed with no sign of his sickness availing. Still, he went to work, battling his coughing fits and general sickness as he thumbed through paperwork. More days passed, and he was beginning to think his memories were fading into white noise.

Then, suddenly, he received a call from Sam.

“Mr. Brighthall, we found the car!”

and drove to the Southern Bridge. Sam was talking to a group of people as they undressed in the bitter cold. They were about

temples, and his headache worsened. Panting,

have their tools

world blurring before his eyes

but it suddenly tightened. Every part of his chest was filled with little needlepoints of stinging pain because… he was scared. He was terrified of seeing Deirdre’s corpse

felt relieved. He was relieved to finally be able to bury Deirdre instead of leaving her spirit locked inside that sunken car

who would accept the job, though even assembling this team took a long while. No one wanted to take this on. It’s cold this- month,

understood their reasoning, so he replied, “Once they are back on shore, tell them they are. getting $71,500

then frowned. He finally got to inspect Brendan’s face a little more closely and found his coloring alarming. “Mr. Brighthall, are

under the weather for a few days,

in the car. I’ll inform

a knee-jerk movement. He pursed his lips and stared at the sea, as he could not bear to miss any image or moment. The location of

far from the shoreline, though, and after so many weeks,

team did not return for hours. As the expedition