Chapter 96

• Damien stood on the outskirts of the chaotic scene, his heart pounding in his chest as he caught sight of the flashing lights and swirling police activity. He had rushed over as soon as he heard about the bank robbery; a panicked message from his brother reached him just before he could sit down for dinner. His thoughts raced with worry, but as he moved closer to the crowd, he was drawn to a familiar figure sitting on the back of an ambulance.
• Charlotte.
• She was draped in a blanket, her hair slightly disheveled but framing her face in a way that made it seem almost ethereal under the harsh glow of the streetlights. Damien's heart skipped a beat; relief washed over him and chased away the mounting anxiety. She looked shaken but not hurt; at least, that was what he hoped.