Goodbye Saintess (by Edelweiss W.S.) novel Chapter 23

Chapter 23

Ever since Sebastian had moved out, the house lost its warmth and comfort. Even with Bobby and Edmund moving in, the place never quite felt like home anymore. The familiar sense of belonging had slipped away, leaving behind a hollow quietness that no new occupant could fill.

Morgan sat behind the wheel, knowing Hera had her small, private office bedroom at Edge Inc., so he didn’t argue when she insisted they head there. He simply adjusted the car’s direction toward the company’s sleek, glass-fronted building.

Halfway through the drive, Hera broke the silence. “Morgan, find out why Sebastian refused to come tonight. And where exactly he’s living now.”

Morgan glanced at her through the rearview mirror, a trace of weariness in his eyes. ‘I’m no psychic,’ he thought. ‘How am I supposed to know what’s going on in that man’s mind? But tracking down his address? That’s something I can handle.’

What caught him off guard was how much Hera suddenly seemed invested in Sebastian again, as if a flicker of concern had reignited.

“Of course, Ms. Bishop. Actually, if you want to see Mr. Grimwald tonight, I might have one idea. A surefire way to get him to show up.”

Hera straightened in her seat, her gaze sharp despite the lingering haze of alcohol. “Really? What’s your plan? Tell me.”

Morgan’s answer was simple but effective. “Mr. Grimwald is a firefighter. If there’s a fire, he has no choice but to respond.”

Hera blinked, then her eyes brightened with sudden clarity. “You’re right. Let’s do that. Call him.”

Satisfied, she leaned back, her eyelids growing heavy as she quickly drifted off in the backseat. When they arrived at the Edge Inc. building, Morgan gently shook her awake. “Ms. Bishop, we’re here.”

She stirred groggily, nodding. “Proceed as planned.”

Morgan nodded sharply, stepped out, and dialed Sebastian’s number.

—

Hera? Threatening to burn herself? What the hell was going on with her?

“Please, Mr. Grimwald, you’re the only one who can calm her down! She won’t listen to anyone else! We’re parked in the underground garage at Edge Inc., and there are cars everywhere. If something goes wrong, it’ll be a disaster!”

I didn’t need any more explanation. As a firefighter, I knew exactly how dangerous that threat was.

—

There was no other option.

“I’m on my way,” I said, throwing off the covers and scrambling to get dressed.

“Hera, what kind of karmic debt am I paying off with you?” I muttered under my breath as I hurried out the door.