"I can't ask him to meet me. He hasn't blocked me but won't respond to messages or calls. But I know where he lives. He's a painter, so he barely leaves his house," Linda said.

Things would be perfect if he were still around. "Give me the address. Yasmin and I will go. You stay home and wait for our news."

After sharing the location, Linda added quietly, "Dr. Zeller, you won't hurt him, will you?"

Yasmin covered her face in exasperation. Even after what he had likely done, Linda was still worried about him. Love really did make people hopelessly blind.

"Wake up, Linda! Dr. Zeller's here to treat you, not hurt people! I'm the one who won't let Pierre off easy. Say one more word, and I might slap some sense into you!"

Hearing Yasmin's threats, Linda fell silent.

In the car, Felix smiled. "Ms. Qualls, you're quite perceptive."

One sentence cleared Felix of responsibility while hinting at Pierre's fate. No wonder her father trusted her with Qualls Pharmaceutical at such a young ag