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

a diner. I

let me cook something for you, bring it over!

next time. I'm

in Everett's voice, Quincy realized this wasn't just

Did Everett find out Dorothy

he was supposed to be

That couldn't be it.

of speculation rushed through her

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

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

that way, pressing him

her luck, pestering him with more

the diner's location, setting the meeting

he couldn't just leave, not with Jeffrey's situation still up

her

"I need to

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