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If Freya had been a little calmer back then-sharper, more attentive-she might've picked up on the gaps, the odd bits that didn't quite add up.

But people weren't machines. Even the smartest, most logical minds could miss things, and sometimes, life didn't hand you a second chance to double-check.

Over the next two days, Freya got things in order at Anita International before meeting up with Jacob.

Kristian's bullet had already been taken out, and technically, Jacob's role was done. Still, she wanted to see things for herself.

She and Jacob had always been tight, and he answered all her questions without holding back. He also agreed to the favor she asked before he left.

Lawrence spent every waking hour glued to Kristian's case-tracking his vitals, digging through his medical records.

Then one day, he finally caught a lead. Just as he did, his assistant burst in, clearly rattled. "Mr. Hayes,

someone's here to see you."

"Just send them away. No need to lose your head," Lawrence said.

"This one's... different," the assistant muttered, his expression uneasy. "You'll wanna see him."

That caught Lawrence's attention. "Who is it?"

"Dr. Prescott," the assistant replied, eyes cast down.

Lawrence went quiet.

Jacob had never liked him. Every time they crossed paths, Jacob was sarcastic. Why was he suddenly here now?

"Mr. Hayes?"

"I heard you."

Lawrence set down what he was working on, straightened his white coat, and stepped out.

His face was nothing like the casual one he wore around Kristian, or the easygoing version he showed Freya. He looked like a man walking into a room to face someone he'd rather not see.

When Lawrence stepped out, he found Jacob lounging in the waiting room-a space as polished and high-tech as the rest of the facility, all clean lines and quiet hums of machinery.

As Lawrence drew near, the glass doors parted with a soft hiss, revealing Jacob slouched on the couch, wearing the same half-drowsy look he always did, like he'd just rolled out of bed. "What brings you here?"

Jacob didn't reply. He was in a pale gray knit sweater, every inch of him giving off lazy indifference.

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wanted to see me?" Lawrence asked again when

Jacob's eyes were deep and emotionless. Lawrence froze, caught

his mind snapped back fast. After a beat, he pulled on a mask

"Kristian," Jacob answered flatly.

Lawrence let out a short, dry laugh, though something in him twisted.

I

was something missing, well, that was

lips tightened into a thin

and a little sad. "Jacob, in your eyes, does nothing I say ever weigh as much

word from her?"

didn't miss

just stared at him, looking

blink.

flickered with emotion-anger, sadness, resignation. But Jacob's stayed

it was Lawrence who looked away first. He dropped his

smile. When he looked up again, his expression was back to neutral. "I'm sorry, but I can't

Freya chooses to believe, I've told her the truth

to see

voice turned

are you hiding?" Jacob cut

Lawrence met his eyes squarely.

to make

recovers quietly, without disruptions."

I don't back

smile. "You still won't get in. There are three

needs its

hair still a mess, his movements unhurried. He glanced

the lounge.

was finally leaving-that he was done with this place, like he always

scan, fingerprint, password-just

gaze rested on the panel. After a moment's pause,

First attempt-denied.

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Second attempt-denied.

cold voice reporting failed entries, a strange

weariness curling

couldn't

the voice spoke

"Password accepted. Please enter."

The door slid open.

through, untouched by emotion, moving like he

frozen. Password

realization slammed into

He remembered!

else, Lawrence darted after him. By the time

door and was heading toward the