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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

were deep and emotionless. Lawrence froze, caught off guard

back fast. After a beat, he pulled on a mask of confusion. "Lie about

"Kristian," Jacob answered flatly.

Lawrence let out a short, dry laugh,

her everything I didn't leave

missing, well, that was on

into a

smile was faint and a little sad. "Jacob, in your eyes, does nothing

word from her?"

He didn't

word landed like a blow. Lawrence just stared at him,

blink.

gaze flickered with emotion-anger, sadness,

Lawrence who looked

expression was back to neutral. "I'm

I've

to see him," Jacob

voice turned razor-sharp. "No

you hiding?" Jacob cut

met his eyes squarely.

to make sure

recovers quietly, without disruptions."

if I don't back down?"

smile. "You still won't get in. There are three locked doors between here and

needs its

rose slowly, hair still a mess, his movements unhurried. He

the lounge.

this place, like he always wanted. But Jacob walked straight toward the first security

fingerprint, password-just one needed to

panel. After a moment's

First attempt-denied.

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Second attempt-denied.

listened to the cold voice reporting failed entries,

weariness curling

couldn't

the voice spoke

"Password accepted. Please enter."

The door slid open.

stepped through, untouched by emotion, moving like

stood frozen.

the realization slammed

He remembered!

else, Lawrence darted after him. By the time he caught

the second door