He really was something else...

Any woman who got close to him felt it.

"In the future, Ms. Sanchez, I'd rather you not play the good Samaritan here at the hospital. If he and I end up fighting over this, I'll hold a grudge against you." "Don't worry, I won't be coming back."

Dorothy was too drained to engage in a war of words with Quincy.

It wasn't about winning or losing; she simply couldn't muster the energy.

"That's for the best."

"Can you move now?" Dorothy frowned. "A good dog doesn't block the path."

"You"

"If you don't stand in my way, you're not a dog."

If she continued to stand there, well, that was another story.

Quincy huffed coldly, a stark contrast to her usually gentle demeanor.

can handle it yourself. No one's better at saying one thing and meaning

she stepped aside,

never liked places like this to begin

knocked on the hospital room door, waiting

she lowered her head, a

"Mr. Lopez."

you

mince his words, sending

instead moving closer to him. "How are you feeling? What made you suddenly

don't need

with Ms. Sanchez. I don't

Kevin?" Everett

was taken aback.

come here and take

from

to her poisoning him, but she held back. The poison needed more time to take full effect, and she had to be

revealing anything.

early and the poison hadn't fully integrated into his bloodstream,

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