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.

clad in a black leather jacket, walked across the field, her attire clashing with the sundresses and t-shirts

freedom of college fashion spared

intrigued by Willa’s cool demeanor, hesitated to

all the signals around her, and headed

in memory of a shooting that had occurred years

around the world, the monument bore inscriptions

fresh flowers still lay at the base, a silent tribute to the

the names and found the one that was both familiar

also known as

provocative nickname, yet it had lain

Shameless!

she studied the name, her eyes

full

Who was her mother?

purpose behind

a remorseless, conscienceless monster truly love his wife and

Willa was baffled.

was the point of her

were legacies, treasures, and the continuation of

And her?

sorrow, a living apology to the world—if there was anything she shared with other children, it

a creator’s

clenched as she stared

it couldn’t

honor someone you knew?”

see an older man dressed as a

“No, nobody,” she replied.

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

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

was taken

pointed to

looked up, smiled at Elliot’s name, and said, “Yes, him. A very

furrowed. He saved

How is that possible?

more about what happened back then? I’m

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