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

diner.

let me cook something for you,

I'm tied up

voice, Quincy realized this wasn't

find out Dorothy hadn't taken

supposed to be over Dorothy,

That couldn't be it.

whirlwind of speculation rushed

talk about?" Quincy couldn't

doubt I need you to

Since he put it that way,

pestering him with more questions. She'd

the diner's location,

with Jeffrey's situation still

side, she looked up at him, her eyes still rimmed

"I need to meet

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