Everett didn't answer the call beside Dorothy, not because he had anything to hide from her, but the idea of chatting up another woman, especially with undertones of flirtation, in front of her just didn't sit right with him. Even if it meant securing the antidote that could save her life. He stepped away, though a quick glance back assured him he could still see where Dorothy was.

As soon as the call connected, Quincy's voice came through, soft and coquettishly sweet.

"Mr. Lopez... I'm sorry, I dozed off again last night..."

"It's fine."

"Did you take the medicine I gave you?"

There was a pause before Everett replied, "The one you said would make me feel better?"

"Mhm..."

"No," he said, his gaze drifting back to Dorothy's frail figure, his brows furrowing slightly, "Quincy, we need to meet. There's something I need to ask you."

Quincy was taken aback by the sudden invitation.

But, of course, she wouldn't refuse!

"Alright, shall we meet at that hotel again?"

a diner.

Then let me cook something for you, bring it over! You

time. I'm tied up

seriousness in Everett's voice, Quincy

Did Everett find out Dorothy hadn't taken the

was supposed to

That couldn't be it.

whirlwind of speculation rushed

about?" Quincy couldn't help but ask, seeking some

a doubt I need you to clear up for

put it that way, pressing

want to push her luck, pestering him with more questions. She'd find out

sent Quincy the diner's

with Jeffrey's situation still

she looked up at him, her eyes still rimmed with red but

"I need to meet Quincy

briefly but didn't

was Everett who brought it up. "I've had it with hospitals. I need to get

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