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. I haven't had

hasn't had dinner yet? Then let me cook something for you, bring it over! You can

next time. I'm tied

Everett's voice, Quincy realized

Everett find out Dorothy hadn't taken the

to be over Dorothy,

That couldn't be it.

whirlwind of speculation

Quincy couldn't

need you to clear up for me. It's nothing

put it that way,

push her luck, pestering him

sent Quincy the diner's location, setting the meeting for two

with Jeffrey's situation still up in the

side, she looked up at him, her eyes still rimmed with

need to meet

but didn't ask

who brought it up. "I've had it with hospitals. I need

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