It was unclear whether Bryson had timed it deliberately.

While the light shone green, Dotson was deep in conversation with Maloney.

However, Bryson didn’t hesitate.

He hit the gas and the car shot forward.

Hannah was securely buckled in, and Maloney was alert, but Dotson, caught mid-sentence, was thrown back against his seat with a loud thud!

“Ah!” Dotson winced, the pain evident on his face.

Maloney, empathizing deeply, turned to gaze out the window.

He couldn’t help but think that Dotson’s rough times were just beginning.

After dropping off Hannah and Dotson at the White family’s residence, Bryson set off for Valmere.

As Maloney started to get out, Bryson halted him.

“There’s still space at the Mitchell place.

Would you like to come back with me?”

Though it sounded like an invitation, Maloney sensed there was no room for refusal.

Without further ado, Maloney settled back into his seat and turned to Hannah.

“That works.

back and discuss our collaboration with

Mitchell.

about me,

Hannah replied, her tone

on

to Bryson and remarked, “It seems Miss Moore has

something happened between

us,” Bryson replied, his voice and eyes as cold as the steering wheel he

didn’t show me what

acting oddly

message? Who sent it?” Maloney inquired, his

responded, “All I know is that it was likely from the man with the

exclaimed, a

find out what the

rearview mirror, Bryson asked

Maloney replied, touching

just thinking of borrowing her phone to take

slightly

to get yourself killed, leave me out

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