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As he stood there, puzzled, Eric noticed Linda giving him a knowing smile. “I know where he is. Cwith me.”
Without saying another word, Linda turned around and walked straight toward the door.
“Linda?” Confused, Eric followed her. “What's going on? Do you actually know what's going on with my brother?”
“I do,” Linda responded, her smile subdued yet revealing nothing. “Cwith me, and you'll see.”
Linda then led the way to her car and drove Eric to the sanatorium. As the building cinto view, realization
dawned on Eric, darkening his expression. “Where are we heading?”
Linda shot him a glance, still wearing that sunreadable smile. “You'll see when we get there.”
They arrived and parked in front of the sanatorium.
Eric’s anxiety increased, his brow creased with worry. Did Linda know about Ernest’s connection to Elissa? Was
Ernest here at the sanatorium right now? And Linda chere because...
At the entrance, Hadley was completing her registration. Ernest's call had unsettled her, and without any news
of Elissa’s whereabouts, she decided to chere herself.
As Linda pulled up next to her, she rolled down her window. “You're here too? Seems | made the right decision
coming.”
Linda gestured towards the back seat. “Hop in. It'll save you the walk.” The grounds of the sanatorium were
wide, and reaching Elissa’s quarters from the entrance on foot would take a while.
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“Hadley!”
Eric hurried over to take her hand upon seeing her. “What brings you here?”
Hadley glanced from him to Linda. Her thoughts drifted, looping around Elissa... and then Ernest. A tic
realization dawned on her. Could it be...
Within the walls of the sanatorium, Quentin, catching his breath, hurried towards Ernest. “Mr. Flynn, we've
located her!”
At that, Ernest rose swiftly, his expression intensifying as he looked past Quentin. “Where is she?”
“It might be best if you cwithand see for yourself. Miss Holland is distressed and won't let anyone else
near. She cries uncontrollably if they do.”
A surge of concern shook Ernest, and he nodded firmly. “Lead the way!”
“This way, sir!”
Ernest followed Quentin, his pace quickening as he neared their destination, struggling to grasp the reality of the
situation. Elissa was really here?
There was a row of trash bins, neatly lined up against the wall.
Quentin pointed to the green one. “Mr. Flynn...”
Realizing the gravity of the situation, Ernest swallowed hard and cautiously stepped toward the green bin.
Someone nearby helped lift the lid.
As soon as the lid was opened, a
shrill scream pierced the air, like the
sound of someone -gxpgsed thelr
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broken sobs and a pleading voice.
“No, don't cnear me... Please,
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Ernest leaned in and looked down.
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Elissa was there, curled up tight like a
cornered animal. er lgody was Fithy,
her face bifedréd with dirt and fear.
He had no idea what she'd been
through before hiding in there. mn
Scratches marked, her@oé-and her
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couldn't help but wonder if there were
more injuries beneath her clothes.
Chapter 954
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