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.

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

freedom of college fashion

by Willa’s cool demeanor, hesitated

the signals around her, and headed straight for a war

of a shooting

monument bore inscriptions in multiple

fresh flowers still lay at the

found the one that was both familiar and foreign to

known

had lain hidden here for so long, commemorated

Shameless!

hardened as she studied the name, her eyes betraying scorn, anger, and

someone so full

Who was her mother?

the purpose behind her

truly love

Willa was baffled.

point of

treasures, and the continuation of their

And her?

living apology to the world—if there was

a creator’s evil, shadowy

she stared

it couldn’t match the

knew?” A

older man dressed as a

“No, nobody,” she replied.

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

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, my name

taken aback.

pointed to

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

furrowed. He

How is that possible?

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