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

diner. I haven't

me cook something for

next time. I'm

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

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

to be over

That couldn't be it.

whirlwind of speculation rushed

Quincy couldn't help but

you to clear up for me. It's

put it that way, pressing him further seemed

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

Everett sent Quincy the diner's location, setting

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

Dorothy's side, she looked up at him, her eyes still rimmed with

need

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