She meant Neve Hospital? Charlene pried the curtains open, revealing the building right opposite the bar they had been staying in. What a coincidence!

How could she possibly let up the chance to screw Deirdre even harder?

She hung up the call and decided to text: [I’m on the first floor of Nyx’s Pub. Had too much last night. I’m having a stomach upset. If there’s any relief medicine, please bring some for me. I think it’s time we talk.]

After ensuring the address was right, Charlene sent their location to Mrs. Engel’s number and deleted all of Brendan’s conversation history and text messages.

Then, she dropped his phone back where it was.

She looked out of the window and watched Mrs. Engel and Deirdre coming out of the hospital.

Meanwhile, the door to the bathroom was unlocked. Brendan emerged from it, his black hair matted. He was wearing his shirt from yesterday and trying to smooth the accumulated wrinkles. He took his phone and was ready to leave.

“Bren?” Charlene watch