Chapter 906

"I'm in." Robert threw a look of pure disdain at Patrick Collins, like he was staring down a stray dog ready to bite. Francis Coleman didn't bother fighting it, just let Robert carry him without a word. Patrick was about to open his mouth again, when Linda stepped in. "Patrick... is he your friend?" she asked, clearly uneasy. "No," Patrick snapped, voice laced with anger. "He doesn't deserve that." Robert didn't react, just hauled Francis straight into the car. "His leg's hurt, you can't just—" Patrick tried again, but Linda quickly pulled him back. "Patrick… what are we eating tonight?" she asked, her tone a little shaky. She had liked Patrick for what felt like forever—since they were little, really. Now that they'd reconnected, she wanted a future with him. But if Patrick had feelings for someone else… Over the years, she'd heard he never dated anyone. That had comforted her—no other women meant maybe she still had a chance. But the second she saw Francis jumping from that building…