Everett didn't answer the call beside Dorothy, not because he had anything to hide from her, but the idea of chatting up another woman, especially with undertones of flirtation, in front of her just didn't sit right with him. Even if it meant securing the antidote that could save her life. He stepped away, though a quick glance back assured him he could still see where Dorothy was.

As soon as the call connected, Quincy's voice came through, soft and coquettishly sweet.

"Mr. Lopez... I'm sorry, I dozed off again last night..."

"It's fine."

"Did you take the medicine I gave you?"

There was a pause before Everett replied, "The one you said would make me feel better?"

"Mhm..."

"No," he said, his gaze drifting back to Dorothy's frail figure, his brows furrowing slightly, "Quincy, we need to meet. There's something I need to ask you."

Quincy was taken aback by the sudden invitation.

But, of course, she wouldn't refuse!

shall we meet at that

pick a diner. I haven't had

dinner yet? Then let me cook something for you,

time. I'm

voice, Quincy realized this wasn't just

it be... Did Everett find out Dorothy hadn't taken the

supposed to

That couldn't be it.

speculation

to talk about?" Quincy couldn't help but ask, seeking some

need you to clear up for me. It's nothing

it that way,

luck, pestering him with more questions.

hanging up, Everett sent Quincy the diner's location, setting the meeting for two

leave, not with Jeffrey's situation still

looked up at him, her eyes still rimmed with red but

nodded. "I need

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