Echoes of Unrequited Love

Chapter 175

It was faint, but somehow warmer than when he spoke to me just moments before.

I calmly averted my gaze, thinking about Hogan’s warning, and gently bit down on my back molars.

I focused on how to get Sean on my side.

Logically, after today’s negotiation turned pear–shaped, if I were to rashly approach Sean, I’d probably just be handing him an opportunity to keep stalling, just like Hogan said. So, I needed a go–between.

Someone who could speak to both me and FreeMan.

After mulling it over, I zeroed in on Timothy.

In the afternoon, I showed up at Timothy’s place with all my ducks in a row, but what I didn’t expect was to bump into him on his way out.

The sun–kissed boy was decked out in an all–black windbreaker, a matching cap on his head, and a pair of steampunk goggles that gave him a trendy and cool vibe.

He was also holding a walking stick, looking like he was gearing up for a hike.

Seeing me, he first froze, then anxiously blurted out, “Xaviera, what brings you here?”

such a big deal at stake, I feared he’d shut me down before we even met face to face. So, I had to suck it

“Yep.”

soft, carrying an unexplained

made sense. The kid was sharp. He probably had an inkling why.I was

a moment and just went with his flow, “It’s a bit of a trek to the trailhead. Mind if I chat with

his head, his eyes flickering with

best bud, and he had to consider his

stance.

I said apologetically, “You go ahead and have

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called out from behind me, “Why the hell are you so set

stopped dead in my tracks and turned to face Timothy, only to see the boy looking displeased, with a

skills are top–notch. And after all this time working together, I believe we’ve built a rapport. It makes for an easier transition, saving us

thing, how do you explain

death left me at a loss for

remember correctly, the last time I heard those words was on a questionnaire Morgan gave me.

and FreeMan himself would see my answers. How

even such personal details with Timothy?

also fully grasp the

I