NovelOnlineThe police ignored his protests entirely, ordering their men to drag him out without another word. Harry fought back wildly, yelling
and kicking up a storm, but it took a hard boot to the ribs to finally shut him up.
Everyone else looked on in stunned silence, hardly daring to breathe.
Once the officers had hauled Harry away, Vivian slipped off to a quiet corner and called Eugene. “Mr. Winters, it's done!”
“| want to see the final oue,” Eugene replied coolly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt“Don’t worry, Mr. Winters. | made sure the dose was enough—he’ll be stuck in there for years,” Vivian assured him. “I'm about to
leave Maplewood, too—just to avoid suspicion. I've done so much for you, Mr. Winters; don’t et about me.”
Every tshe'd met Harry, it was at a hotel. He never realized she had a habit, but that didn’t mean he wouldn't nher to
save himself. She needed to get out of Maplewood as soon as possible.
Eugene's voice turned icy. “You'd better pray Harry doesn’t et about you, either.”
With that, Eugene hung up.
*
Not long after, Eugene called Sylvia to let her know Harry was in custody and wasn't getting out anytsoon.
Sylvia finally breathed easy. “You're a lifesaver. Tell me—how should | thank you?”
Eugene's voice dropped a shade deeper. “Anything at all?”
She hesitated, then laughed. “Dinner’s on me?”
He chuckled—a low, warm sound that made Sylvia's heart skip a beat.
“Stop laughing!” she grumbled, flustered.
He let his laughter fade, then said gently, “Tomorrow you can share the good news with Amy. She can finally go home.”
“Will do. Thanks again.”
“Get srest.”
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