The Wrong Woman

"If Yale is in the clear, there's no reason for Nathan to feel anxious about his blood. But if there's a problem with Yale, Nathan would undoubtedly take swift action."

Cole's realization hit him like a ton of bricks. "Mrs. Morrison, are you suggesting that General Morrison's true motive isn't to obtain Yale's blood for DNA analysis? Perhaps he's orchestrating this ruse to provoke Yale's suspicion, prompting the man to retaliate against him."

Mila nodded. "That's my theory."

"But why would General Morrison do that?" Cole asked.

Mila, too, struggled to understand Nathan's motive. Confusion clouded her mind.

Rubbing her temples, Mila thought for a moment before asking, "Cole, has Nate given you any unusual instructions recently or asked you to place anything in the car?"

Cole suddenly recalled and exclaimed, "Yes, he did. General Morrison tasked me with fetching a professional diving pump with oxygen from the arsenal a couple of days ago, along with a specialized hammer for breaking car windows."

A faint smile crept onto Mila's lips, dispelling the sadness and despair that had plagued her in recent days. Every worry she had morphed into a source of determination.

The weight that had burdened her heart lifted at last.

Tears welled in Mila's eyes as she retrieved her phone, rereading the last message Nathan had sent her: "Stay calm, wait for my return."

"When you come back, we need to have a serious conversation," she silently pledged. "Risking your life in such a dangerous plan without discussing it with

"Mrs. Morrison, what

admitted. She didn't have a clear grasp of Nathan's intentions, but she knew they were all part of

our next move?" Cole

up the search as usual. Avoid investigating Yale or getting too close to him. Also, do not assign anyone to

nodded in acknowledgment. "Got it,

keep this information to yourself. Don't discuss

"Consider it done."

spring, the streets were bathed in radiant sunshine, with vibrant green shoots beginning to

by Phoebe, Mila

for his check-up and vaccinations. After the appointment, they ventured to a

and Lillian, whom

shopping for baby supplies, hinting at Lillian's

Lillian to greet her, she was met with

disdain as she angrily exclaimed, "With