Chapter 165

Two weeks later, Bellamy and Fraser had their final phone call. He was about to begin a closed-off treatment phase - the final one. "I've talked to my assistant. I've asked him to hand over all my authority to you. While I'm away, whatever you need - resources, contacts - just give him the word." Bellamy let out a light laugh. "You're really just handing it all over like that? You're not even a little worried I'll abuse the power? Or... is your memory mostly back and that's why you trust me this much?" "Not everything's come back yet," Fraser's voice was soft, laced with exhaustion. Worried that pushing him might slow his recovery, Bellamy quickly steered the conversation toward something lighter. They chatted casually for a while. As they were ending the call, she caught a hint of hesitation in his voice, like he still had something on his mind. "What is it?" she asked. "Something else you want to say?" He went quiet for a few seconds. When he finally spoke, that deep, husky voice of