Griffin fretted that Percival might actually break Leopold in two, so she quickly wheeled his chair away from the scene.

Percival glanced in the direction the pair had escaped.

“Fine,” he thought, “Someday I’ll show ’em some old-school roughhousing!”

“Mr. Wolf, any luck running into Kenneth?” Vivienne strolled up and asked.

Suddenly inspired, she considered creating a new fragrance, a companion to the “Old Man” scent—calling it “Old Ruffian”.

Percival nodded. “Yeah, he looked pretty down, not even watching where he was going.”

“Ah, to be young again.” Karen chuckled.

After a brief discussion outside the ward about Dracon and Gillian’s situation, the group was about to head out for a meal when Karen’s cell phone rang.

It was Willa Perez.

Ever since Karen had returned to the Perez family, Willa had been conspicuously absent.

Karen had tried to reach out a few times, but Willa’s obsession ran deep; she wanted to track down F-Poison before returning to the Perez family.

Karen respected that. Willa had her own path to follow.

The unexpected message from Willa now piqued Karen’s curiosity.

The text contained a photo of a university gate abroad.

That very university was where Flynn had studied overseas—the same place F-Poison had once been.

Karen took a deep breath. “Willa’s on to F-Poison’s trail. Hopefully, she digs up some leads.”

In Scepter Country, Willa stared at the university’s gate and strode through with determination.

The campus was alive with the vigor of youth.

Every student, regardless of gender, wore bright smiles as if nourished by honey.

the field, her attire clashing with the sundresses and t-shirts

fashion spared

by Willa’s cool

all the signals around

a monument stood in memory of a shooting that

names from around the world, the monument bore inscriptions in multiple

lay at the base, a

one that was both familiar

known

blatantly provocative nickname, yet it had lain hidden here for so

Shameless!

her eyes betraying scorn, anger, and a complex web

couldn’t understand how someone so full of venom

Who was her mother?

the purpose behind her

truly love his wife

Willa was baffled.

of her existence

treasures, and the

And her?

was darkness, sorrow, a living apology to the world—if there was anything she shared

creator’s evil, shadowy

as she stared at

her jacket, but it couldn’t match the heat

someone you knew?”

turned to see an older man dressed as a

“No, nobody,” she replied.

best that you’re not,” the man said as he

he was speaking to himself or Willa when he added, “I was here cleaning when the shooting happened, right in this spot. Scared the daylights out of me, peed my pants even. If it hadn’t been for Elliot,

was taken aback.

to the

Elliot’s name, and said, “Yes, him. A very genteel man

furrowed.

How is that possible?

tell me more about what happened back then?

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