As the seconds ticked by, Dorothy felt her heart sink deeper and deeper.

The horrifying thought crossed her mind - if, if she were violated by Lane... she couldn't bear the thought of living on!

Even though she knew Everett would tell her he didn't mind, that it didn't matter to him, Dorothy couldn't accept it for herself. Suddenly.

There was a scattering of footsteps outside the apartment building.

Dorothy and Lane turned almost at the same time towards the source of the noise-

It was Kenneth.

His hands were tied, and he had been brought here.

"Mr. Lane, here's the person you asked me to bring."

"Alright," Lane gestured with his hand that the messenger could leave, then his gaze landed on Dorothy and Kenneth, a sly smile forming, "What, pretending you don't know each other in front of me? This act is too fake!"

Dorothy looked at the man before her, his face and body covered in wounds and blood, and she nearly lost her composure!

in this mess trying to help her find the antidote, he could have stayed out of it entirely. "Kenneth, if you just come clean about how you've been

finished speaking, Kenneth rasped, "I

and

tied, it was hard for him to keep his balance. He

didn't

didn't, so he didn't?" Lane's gaze shifted back to Dorothy,

speak, unsure which word might

had become

nowhere, Lane had a black handgun

dilated

"What are you doing?!"

really pisses me off," Lane gritted his teeth, his voice laced with fierceness, "Why? You can care for Everett, you can feel for Kenneth, this cripple, but you can't have a bit

wanted to rush forward, to snatch

he might just end Kenneth's life with a single

wasn't

gunshot was

believe anything you say now, I've explained that there's nothing between you

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