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

pick a diner. I haven't had

me cook something for

time. I'm tied up

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

Everett find out Dorothy hadn't taken

he was supposed to be

That couldn't be it.

of speculation

Quincy couldn't help but ask, seeking some

doubt I need you to clear up for me.

he put it that way, pressing

didn't want to push her luck, pestering him with more

Quincy the diner's location, setting

with Jeffrey's situation

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

"I need to meet

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