Frederik’s POV:
Adrien is speaking, probably showing Gibson the footage, as I’m hearing sound from there for the cars.
“Who’s in the f*****g ambulance, Gibson?”
I’m losing my mind and signal Randy we’re going, turning around with hurried steps to go outside and take the f*****g car and go back home.
Gibson is in silence….
“GIBSON! f*****g TELL ME!”
“Jesus Christ…. Let’s go, Adrien!”
They’re stepping down from the car as I hear the doors shutting.
“Boss…. It’s Madam…. She’s…. I’m going there…. You better come here fast…. She’s bad….”
I’m halted in my tracks, with my eyes moving left and right, losing my f*****g breath and my heart receiving f*****g swords in it.
WHAT?! My baby…. No…. HOW DID YOU GET OUT FROM THE AGENCY?! Oh my God….
“Boss? What’s happening?” Randy is a
