The Divorced Military Queen Awakens (by Sadie Baxter) novel Chapter 645

Chapter 645 The Vanished Captain

So Quinn is missing?

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Color drained from Julius‘ face until he looked carved from marble. He ripped the IV line from his hand, swung his legs over the side, and stood.

“You’re injured. It’s smarter to wait here for updates. The Whitethorn family is already out there, working with the police to comb the area.

“That’s enough–none of it is enough. I have to go find her myself!” He shoved past Gavin, desperation lending him a strength the IV drip had not hinted at.

Why did she have them knock me out? Can she really survive Father’s test?

His mind felt like it would burst. His heart hammered with such blind panic that his whole body trembled, convinced the worst was about to happen.

He had to find her; only her living, breathing presence could silence the terror screaming in his veins.

Raymond planted himself in front of Julius, stance like a wall of granite.

“They’re already searching. Even if you go now, you can’t help. Trust the Captain. She promised she had a way out, and she’s never broken a promise.”

“So you plan to stop me?”

“You’re wounded and in no shape to go.” The scans had shown bruises and lacerations all over his back–injuries bad enough to knock an ordinary man unconscious. Yet until the doctors pointed them out, Raymond had seen no sign of pain on Julius‘ face. The man was, quite plainly, anything but ordinary.

Julius stood, shoulders rigid beneath the hospital’s fluorescent glare. Blood still seeped beneath the fresh bandage on his temple, yet his eyes blazed with an unyielding fire. His lips parted, and a single command cracked through the corridor-“Move.” Every syllable landed like frost on steel.

Raymond planted his booted feet wider, blocking the doorway. His dark jacket pulled tight across his broad frame. “I already told you,” he said, voice granite–hard. “The best place for you is a hospital bed. Marching a half–dead man into the field only weighs the search team

down.”

Julius‘ jaw clenched so tight the bandage quivered with each labored breath. “I won’t slow anyone down. Now stand aside.”

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The tension coiled between them like a live wire One more stubborn heartbeat, and Julius would forget his stitches, shove past the officer, and let fists settle what words could not.

“And what if I don’t move?” Raymond asked, his eyelids dropping to narrow slits until only a shard of gray light glinted from each eye. He tracked Julius the way a sniper studies a target, unblinking and unnervingly calm.

Tension bled into the sterile hospital air. It vibrated beneath fluorescent bulbs and along the slow drip of IV bags, until even the polished linoleum seemed to groan under the weight of the coming storm.

“Mr. Flint, please,” Gavin cut in, stepping between them with both palms raised in truce. “Julius is already injured. The last thing he needs is another fight. Since he refuses to stay in the ward–fine. Let me take him to the search site instead. I’m a physician; I’ll keep tabs on his vitals every minute we’re out there.”

Raymond’s jaw flexed, grinding down an argument that tasted like gravel.

“Lock him up here, and this hospital will never know peace,” Gavin warned. “He’s desperate enough to turn the wards upside down.”

Raymond exhaled through his nose, uneasy. Captain Bridger personally asked me to look after Julius. Am I really about to let him walk out unchecked?

“He won’t hinder the search,” Gavin pressed on, voice low but firm. “And if you chain him to a bed, something truly dangerous might happen. The Whitethorns are nothing if not obsessive

—and Julius loves Quinn that much.”

A memory flashed–Julius half–crazed in a helicopter, shouting Quinn’s name into the wind. Raymond sighed, defeated, and stepped aside.

Julius wasted no time. He strode past the nurse’s desk, the bandage on his side leaking pink through the gauze, determination swallowing pain.

“Wait!” Raymond called after him. “Captain Bridger left a message for you!”

Julius froze mid–stride and turned, eyes locked on Raymond. “What… message?”

His lips trembled, and even the question quavered, brittle as cracked glass.

“She said to tell you this: she isn’t the kind who dies easily. Even if something goes wrong, she’ll fight her way back to you.”

The words struck Julius like a defibrillator. He shuddered, then turned on his heel and hurried down the hall, hospital gown flaring behind him.

No accidents, no tragedies–I will find her, and I will find her now.

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