Chapter 117: After descending the winding mountain road, Allison headed her car back toward Muisvedo, her attention divided between driving and a phone conversation with the director of the MDH Pharmaceutical Research Institute.

So, you're telling me that The drug is still in the experimental phase.

How much time do we have left, he asked, his voice high with impatience.

If Allison wanted to discover the truth about Kinslee, she first had to find a way to treat his condition.

Alzheimer's.

Miss Clarke, as you know, Alzheimer's research is a difficult path.

We have been working on it for years, but there are no quick solutions.

That said, we have made progress.

The drug is advancing in trials, but it requires more time, the voice on the other end explained cautiously.

Allison knew there were no shortcuts: rushing could have disastrous results.

He couldn't afford to use an unreliable treatment on Kinslee.

After a brief conversation, she ended the call and turned her attention back to the road.

When she finally reached Muisvedo, the warehouse that housed the server loomed before her, hidden in a maze of alleys and parked cars.

As he exited the vehicle, his attention was drawn to a huge electronic billboard across the street.

Its colorful poster advertised a series of comics.

New series by original artist Onyx Jiménez, now on sale! Several young women with megaphones were enthusiastically promoting the latest news.

Nearby, a group of fans was buzzing with enthusiasm.

Onyx Jiménez is incredible.

He's the sexiest comic book artist there is, one of them exclaims.

Yes, and I've heard that he's young - he's barely twenty - and very easy on the eyes.

Plus, her stories are great, another added.

distractions as noise, but something about the art style

the comics

his expression hardened and his mood

feeling the unspoken tension radiating from

the plot…

abandoned drafts of his Leswington days,

traced the

dry laugh

acquaintance, the

really is so

nearby girl, her voice carefree

in surprise

is taking the Internet

week he will have a signing

her work, you should check it

Allison mused,

to rush, but for something

moment before asking, "Do you

No.

had been working behind his back and pulled a trick like this, there was no

Everything fell into place.

Leswington without a trace, it made sense that Onix would

her mind, she probably never thought their paths would cross again, especially not in

a time when Allison would have barged in, demanding answers from anyone who

days were

her priority

in Muisvedo, Allison returned home, washed off the day in a steamy shower, and lay

and even a

task seemed to exhaust her more

her eyes get lost in the moonlight that spilled onto

that awaited her: the battle to

a thorn in his side, there

get on

was the key that would allow him to take Kinslee abroad to receive the treatment he so desperately

Company: every corner of

stone could be

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