Rebirth Into My Second Chance novel Chapter 88

A flicker of surprise crossed my heart. How did Max know I had a thing for Claude?

"It was a past fancy," I admitted openly, without any attempt to avoid the subject.

"You're over him now?" Max lifted his gaze, his eyes probing mine with skepticism and amusement.

"Yeah, over him," I replied firmly, almost wanting to confess my dark wish to see Claude's world crashing down. But I could only bury some grudges deep and never share them with anyone.

Max pressed, "Then why do you keep calling his name in your sleep, begging him to save you, and now, you're sneaking around watching him with another woman?"

It hit me then that Max had been there both times I had passed out, and in my dreams, it was always the Scar Man hurting me, dialing Claude for help, but Claude never came.

"You wouldn't understand." I grabbed the trash bag and turned to leave, eager to drop the subject.

Just then, Ronald knocked and entered, pausing at the odd tension in the room. His gaze flickered between me and Claude.

"Ms. Floyd, I found some tools at the Serenity Bluff cabin and almost caught the culprits, but then there was this massive pile-up. Damn, several of our guys nearly didn't make it," he cursed, kicking a chair nearby.

Weariness was all over Ronald’s face. I realized he had been caught in an accident while chasing Daniel the night before. No wonder Max had been performing surgery.

But why was Kate involved in this accident? Did she go to meet Daniel the previous night, or was the accident staged?

I scoffed. Kate's backers must wield significant power. In my past life, Daniel and his crew's DNA was in the databases.

"Mr. Collins, I have an idea to draw them out." I was about to lay out my plan when Max, who had been silent, interrupted, "It's too dangerous. No."

I hadn't even detailed my plan, yet Max was already dismissing it.

I insisted, "It'll be fine. If the bad guys are targeting single women, I'm willing to take the risk for the sake of others."

In my past life, I was too wrapped up in myself to see that many women suffered like I did. Their lives ended in ruins.