Chapter 1202

Shock jolted through Tina, and her palms grew damp with cold sweat. She had heard about what happened to Stan and assumed it was a terrible accident.

The thought that someone might have also targeted Blaine with a hidden injection suddenly felt much more real.

Images of Lenny’s strange behavior and his rushed exit played over and over in her mind.

With a worried look, Trevor said with genuine urgency, “Now that Mr. Castro is in this state, I have to stay at the hospital. That phone might hold the answers we need. Miss Delgado, would you be able to help retrieve it?”

Tina understood instantly.

This task meant far more than simply picking up a phone.

There could be a dangerous plot unfolding, and Blaine’s life might be hanging in the balance.noveldrama

She gave it only a moment’s thought before agreeing. “No problem. Just tell me where to go, and I’ll take care of it right now.”

A flicker of gratitude crossed Trevor’s eyes. “Miss Delgado, please take care of yourself. Anyone bold enough to go after Mr. Castro won’t hesitate to go further. I’ll send you the address right away.”

Tina nodded, a wave of anger rising within her. “Stay at the hospital and make sure Mr. Castro gets the care he needs. If someone is really behind all this, they have no conscience at all!”

The fact that someone dared to challenge the Castro family and even pull the Wall Group into this mess was outrageous.

Curiosity mixed with her anger as she wondered what kind of people had the nerve to act so recklessly.

Half an hour later, Tina arrived at a quiet, isolated street, guided by the location Trevor provided.

She spotted the repair shop up ahead. It was a small place, and the faded sign above the glass door read “Quick Phone Repair, Data Recovery.”

Most of the businesses nearby looked rundown, which only made the area feel more deserted.

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Tina found it hard to believe that any badly damaged phone could be fixed in a shop like this.

She stretched her neck, trying to see inside.

The interior was tight and dim, with no sign of anyone working.

Only a few scattered tools and phone parts covered the counter.

She extended her hand and gave the glass door a gentle tap. “Knock, knock, knock.”

A few seconds went by without any sign of life.

Maybe she had arrived too early. Or perhaps Trevor had sent her the wrong location.

Uncertainty made Tina hesitate, and she considered leaving and returning later.

Right as she turned to go, a rough and impatient male voice called out from inside the shop, “Who’s there?”

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