How a Dying Woman Rewrote Her Epilogue

Chapter 737

It was nothing, really.

A phone on the table buzzed to life.

Jarrod spared it only a passing glance.

Unknown number.

He pressed decline.

Whoever was on the other end seemed to grow impatient and kept calling, again

and again.

In between flipping through The Harcourt Group's files, Jarrod simply blocked the

number.

Elodie hadn't rested for long.

Her last episode had caught everyone off guard.

There was still unfinished business at the research base-she needed to wrap up

phase one of the project.

She made her way to the hangar to test the new system.

System maintenance was a tedious process, requiring round after round of

diagnostics.

By the time she finished, evening was drawing near.

Walking from the hangar toward the data center, she crossed paths with Watts,

who had just stepped out of his car.

Ever since the incident a while back, Elodie hadn't seen Watts in some time.

Watts caught sight of her-his usually composed expression flickered with

something unspoken.

He stood there, watching her.

glanced up before returning her focus to

hands.

were still investigating her claim

wasn't a simple

Elodie had already figured out

what kind of person she was dealing

no intention of

bother with a greeting, just turned to

out first.

no choice but to

no one else around; his voice was clear and

it plainly-Elodie's indifference,

him.

walked over,

her. "You've

haven't you? There's really

I'm just here to

the

the side,

didn't dignify that

a helpless shrug. "You think I set

your suspension...

the folder,

without a

you did or

just a

don't

eyes darkened

and walked

only watch

weight of her detachment

A colleague?

Irrelevant?

gentle, emotionless, yet the

left him deeply

clouds gathering in his usually

He barely noticed.

was nagging

Patricia's call.

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