Chapter 149

UNKNOWN POV

I lingered in the hospital's dimly lit corridor, my eyes fixed on Bruce's room. The soft beeps of machines and hushed conversations created an eerie symphony.

A nurse emerged, her expression grave. "He's stable, but..." Her voice trailed off, leaving me wondering.

"...severe head trauma and potential amnesia," she continued, her words dripping with weight. My pulse quickened, a mix of curiosity and concern swirling within me.

A doctor approached, clipboard in hand. "Mr. Walter's condition is critical. We're doing everything we can."

A faint sense of satisfaction crept over me. Bruce, the man who had tormented so many, now lay vulnerable.

"Will he remember?" a voice asked, laced with anxiety. The doctor's hesitation spoke volumes. "It's uncertain. The impact was severe."

I melted into the shadows, my mind racing. Bruce's amnesia could upend everything. Later that night, I slipped into Bruce's room, the darkness swallowing me whole, only the clanking of my heels was