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!

meet at

a diner. I

Lopez hasn't had dinner yet? Then let me cook something for you,

I'm tied

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

Did Everett find out Dorothy hadn't taken the

was supposed to

That couldn't be it.

speculation rushed through her

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

I need you to clear up

he put it that way, pressing him further

to push her luck, pestering him with more questions. She'd find

diner's location, setting the meeting for two

not with

up at him, her eyes still rimmed with red but no longer teary.

need to

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