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.

a black leather jacket, walked across the field,

college fashion spared

guys, intrigued by Willa’s cool demeanor,

on, ignoring all the signals around her, and headed straight for

monument stood in memory of a

the monument bore inscriptions in multiple

fresh flowers still lay at the base, a

found the one that was both familiar and

also known

it had lain hidden here for

Shameless!

her eyes betraying scorn, anger, and

someone so full

Who was her mother?

the purpose behind

a remorseless, conscienceless monster truly love

Willa was baffled.

was the point of

children were legacies, treasures, and the continuation of their

And her?

world—if there was anything she shared with other children, it was

of a creator’s evil, shadowy

fists clenched as she

her jacket, but it couldn’t match the heat in her

knew?” A voice came from behind

an older man dressed as a gardener,

“No, nobody,” she replied.

I thought maybe you were missing a family member. It’s best that you’re not,” the man said as he arranged the flowers neatly and wiped

“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, my

taken

to the name,

up, smiled at Elliot’s name, and said,

brow furrowed.

How is that possible?

me, could you tell me more about what happened back then? I’m

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