Chapter 200

OLIVIA Another flash of lightning cut across the sky, followed by a low rumble of thunder that sounded much closer this time, loud enough to make the glass tremble slightly. Without realizing it, I tightened my grip on the curtain. “If he’s not feeling well, you should call 911 instead,” I said, keeping my voice steady despite the unease settling in my chest. Jennifer had mentioned earlier that people had been saying Noah hadn’t been in good health lately, and that some even believed he might not have much time left, but every time I saw him, he appeared composed and in control, as if nothing were wrong. The only thing I had noticed was that he had lost weight. Aside from that, there had been nothing that made me think his condition was serious. And Nathan— I was not entirely sure I could trust him, knowing he worked directly under Noah. “Ms. Evans,” Nathan said, his voice strained with urgency, “Mr. Morgan underwent chest surgery a few months ago. A bullet injured his lung, and part o