Although I'm not privy to Quincy's final words to Lane, one thing I'm sure of is that Lane got his hands on the antidote before Quincy breathed her last. This realization allowed Kenneth to breathe a sigh of relief...

The knowledge that there was still an antidote out there was comforting.

As long as it existed, there was hope for Dorothy.

"How's your cooking?" Kenneth was momentarily taken aback when Lane caught up to him from behind.

"It's mediocre, not too shabby but nothing to write home about," he replied casually as he picked something up.

But when he reached the kitchen counter, he noticed something amiss.

"You forgot the spices."

How could one cook without spices, even if they had all the ingredients?

Lane had also just remembered.

He glanced at Kenneth, then at the items on the counter, seemingly hesitating.

Eventually, his hunger won over his logic.

"Write down whatever you need, and I'll go get it."

What if he

couldn't

by me." Kenneth seemed completely unbothered, almost relieved that Lane was

anything else, just tell me." Since Lane hadn't anticipated having

was an additional mouth to feed, he

as well make the

brought my own

food and

call, I'm

to have come to Lane's place with

else seemed to matter

feeling uneasy. He had hoped for some company to

seemed to

What an odd fellow...

...

Eldorria City General Hospital.

sealed off, guarded inside and out by Everett's men

and exit were

the VIP ward, where one would expect to see medical equipment, there was now a

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