Karma Doesn’t Sleep: The Revenge Queen Rises novel Chapter 324

Inside the main control room, Francisco watched the monitors, his heart in his throat as Amelia ran up and hugged Ryan. Relief hit him so hard he nearly melted into his chair.

Finally. Disaster dodged.

Thank God for Ms. Sadinton. He’d only been late by thirty minutes, but in that short time, he’d almost lost track of Ryan. If something had happened—if Ryan had actually thrown a punch in a government facility, right in front of the Vice President—Francisco would’ve been finished.

“Francisco.” The door opened and in walked a man in a sharp suit, every inch the picture of authority.

Francisco shot to his feet. “Maurice.”

It was Maurice—a cabinet member and the Vice President’s right hand. When Maurice spoke, it was as good as the Vice President himself.

“His Excellency wants to know, how’s Mr. Packman doing? He’s been in the restroom quite a while, hasn’t he?” Maurice’s tone was perfectly polite, but Francisco felt a chill run down his spine.

No mistaking it—the Vice President was losing patience with Ryan’s disappearing act.

Francisco forced a smile. “Mr. Packman’s just a bit constipated. I’ll go check on him now.”

***

Down in the underground garage, Ryan glanced at the hands clinging tightly around his waist. Amelia’s pale arms stood out stark against his black jacket, like a splash of milk on midnight fabric.

A restless heat burned up his throat.

That violent edge he always carried with him quieted for once.

He’d always known Amelia had a way of grounding him.

If he was chaos, she was the anchor holding him steady.

Across the lot, Clive saw everything. He watched Amelia throw herself at Ryan, clinging to him like her life depended on it. Something hot and raw twisted inside Clive, scraping at his chest.

“Clive!” Kristen’s voice broke through, urgent. “Let’s go, now!”

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