CHAPTER 208

Kendrick leaned against the cool metal of the car, the tension from the hospital visit still coursing through him. “Xavier, get in the car. We need to catch up with the meeting,” he commanded, his voice firm but edged with a hint of impatience.

Xavier nodded quickly, the urgency of the situation clear in his eyes. “Yes, boss,” he replied, sliding into the passenger seat as Kendrick took the driver’s side. The engine roared to life, cutting through the silence that enveloped them.

As they sped through the bustling streets of Texas, Kendrick’s mind churned with frustration. He couldn’t shake off the feeling that he had lost something vital today—an opportunity, a connection. He glanced at his phone, noticing a message that had just beeped. It was from Brandon, one of his guards who had been receiving treatment for a minor injury.

"I'm all good boss, I'll be going for some fitness exercises before I commence work again."

A grin broke across Kendrick’s face despite his irritation. He qui